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by the moſt beautiful of all our poets.
the gloſſy kind
Try every winning way inventive love
Can dictate; and, in courtſhip to their mates,
Pour forth their little ſouls. Firſt wide around,
With diſtant awe, in airy rings they rove,
Endeavouring, by a thouſand tricks, to catch
The cunning, conſcious, half-averted glance
Of their regardleſs charmer. Should ſhe ſeem
Soft'ning, the leaſt approvance to beſtow,
They
