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The following upon the same Occasion, was wrote by a Lady, probably to Selima's Mistress, to comfort her for the Loss of her Favourite.
  
  
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The following upon the same Occasion, was wrote by a Lady, probably to Selima's Mistress, to comfort her for the Loss of her Favourite.

Weep not, fair Nymph, the hapless Fate,
Of Selima distrest;
Nor with unaiding Pity vex,
Thy tender Virgin Breast.
Tho' in th'enamell'd Vase she fell,
Where Death in Ambush lay,
And with rich golden Baits allur'd,
Th'unwary heedless Prey.
Tho' ev'ry wat'ry God was deaf,
To her each piteous Mew,
Yet Phœbus heard from Parnass' Top,
And to her Succour flew.

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He snatch'd her sinking, from the Wave,
Her tabby Coat he dry'd;
The fading Lustre of her Eyes,
His own bright Beams supply'd.
This done, he sought the tuneful Choir,
Of Pindus sacred Shade;
And to their Arms, with silent Steps,
The beauteous Cat convey'd.
Th'immortal Maids with Pleasure took,
And nurs'd with duteous Care;
The only worthy of her Kind,
To breathe poetic Air.

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There hid from human Eyes she sports,
On Clio's Lap Divine;
And with her Purring swells the Notes,
Of Phœbus and the Nine.
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