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A SONG TO CELIA.
I
Mistake not, Celia, the Design,When I your Worth proclaim,
Or dedicate a Verse of mine,
To your distinguish'd Name!
II
The Muses were ordain'd to shewThe Virtues of your Sex—
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Your modest Mind perplex?
III
At Thoughts of you, my Muse takes Wing,My tender Bosom warms—
Indulge me then, with Leave to sing,
Or lay aside your Charms.
IV
No grateful Answer I desire,No Favours I implore!
'Tis all I want, or can require,
Allow me to adore.
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