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SONG.

By the Same.

[Stella and Flavia every hour]

[_]

The attribution of this poem is questionable.

Stella and Flavia every hour
Do various hearts surprize;
In Stella's soul lies all her power,
And Flavia's in her eyes.
More boundless Flavia's conquests are,
And Stella's more confin'd;
All can discern a face that's fair,
But few a lovely mind.
Stella, like Britain's monarchs, reigns
O'er cultivated lands;
Like eastern tyrants Flavia deigns
To rule o'er barren sands.
Then boast not, Flavia, thy fair face,
Thy beauty's only store;
Thy charms will every day decrease,
Each day gives Stella more.