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Written in a Flower Book of my own Colouring, designed for Lady Plimouth. 1753–4.

Debitæ nymphis opifex coronæ. Hor.

Bring, Flora, bring thy treasures here,
The pride of all the blooming year;
And let me, thence, a garland frame,
To crown this fair, this peerless dame!
But ah! since envious winter lours,
And Hewell meads resign their flow'rs,
Let art and friendship joint essay
Diffuse their flow'rets, in her way.
Not nature can, herself prepare
A worthy wreath for Lesbia's hair,
Whose temper, like her forehead, smooth,
Whose thoughts and accents form'd to soothe,
Whose pleasing mien, and make refin'd,
Whose artless breast, and polish'd mind,
Form all the nymphs of plain or grove,
Deserv'd and won my Plimouth's love!