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Juno's Speech.
Thou who of Priams Court the glory art,
More beautifi'd by Nature than by Art;
Give me the Ball, let not thy Hand refrain,
But give it me, and I'le give thee again
Glory and Honour, and what e're can be
Than this more happy, that I'le give to thee.
I'le set a Crown of Gold upon thy Head,
These words thereon shall be Intituled,
THE GLORY OF THE WORLD. Riches and State,
Honour and Fame shall ever propagate.
The Worlds vast Confines shall a tribute yield
To thee alone, the Cæsar of the Field;
The breath of Fame shall all thy state declare,
And all the world shall term thee Fortunes Heir;
And if there's ought thy mind can covet more,
Command Queen Juno, scorn for to implore.
More beautifi'd by Nature than by Art;
Give me the Ball, let not thy Hand refrain,
But give it me, and I'le give thee again
Glory and Honour, and what e're can be
Than this more happy, that I'le give to thee.
I'le set a Crown of Gold upon thy Head,
These words thereon shall be Intituled,
THE GLORY OF THE WORLD. Riches and State,
Honour and Fame shall ever propagate.
The Worlds vast Confines shall a tribute yield
To thee alone, the Cæsar of the Field;
The breath of Fame shall all thy state declare,
And all the world shall term thee Fortunes Heir;
And if there's ought thy mind can covet more,
Command Queen Juno, scorn for to implore.
The youngster stands amaz'd, his Hearts on fire,
A thirst of Honour does his Soul inspire;
His eager heart had soon a Captive been,
Had not brave Pallas soon prevented him,
VVhose Princely presence does his mind control,
And adds new force unto his vigorous Soul.
A thirst of Honour does his Soul inspire;
His eager heart had soon a Captive been,
Had not brave Pallas soon prevented him,
VVhose Princely presence does his mind control,
And adds new force unto his vigorous Soul.
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