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ODE VII.

ODE VII.
To a Friend, on the Hazard of
falling in Love.

NO, foolish boy—To virtuous fame
If now thy early hopes be vow'd,
If true ambition's nobler flame
Command thy footsteps from the croud,
Lean not to Love's inchanting snare;
His dances, his delights beware,

Nor mingle in the band of young and fair.


By thought, by dangers, and by toils,
The wreath of just renown is worn;
Nor will ambition's awful spoils
The flowry pomp of ease adorn:

But