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Ostella veiled.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Ostella veiled.

Ostella , thou do'st injure me
by this Veil of Modesty.
Thou the Sun of my Delight
thus obscur'd, I am in night,
I would not shew thee sweet to sell
but to be admir'd is well;
For from thee by others praise
I to my self a Trophie raise,
'Tis my Pride the World should be
in Love with thee, as thou with me:
Which adds a glory to my Fate;
that they for thee me Emulate.
Open thy Beauty to the Day
give thy Cupids leave to Prey;
Enflame all Hearts, make the World thine,
I have the glory thou art mine.