Marinda Poems and Translations upon Several Occasions [by Mary Monck] |
Sonetto of Abbate Salvini's, sent from
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Done into English by a Friend.
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Sonetto of Abbate Salvini's, sent from Italy on occasion of the foregoing Translation. Done into English by a Friend.
Cou'd Virtue amongst Men appear,And her own Shape and Semblance wear,
In your bright Mind she'd take her Seat,
Nor from your beauteous Form retreat;
Her heav'nly Charms each Soul wou'd fire,
And Love into each Breast inspire:
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Did she exert her utmost Power,
Than you (her lively Image) do:
All Hearts their Homage pay to you,
Our distant Nation's Trophies raise,
And offer tributary Praise
To you, whose matchless Mind does shine,
And reach us thro' a Form divine.
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