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To Chloe weeping.

What Nymph but Chloe thus appears,
Adorn'd, and beautiful in Tears?
With such a grace from her they flow,
We gaze, and are in Love with Woe.
Too potent Fair, whose gentle sway
Can charm alike in every way!
Whose Smiles the coldest heart can warm,
Whose Sighs the fiercest rage disarm;
Those Eyes, tho' swell'd with Sorrow, move
Full of Softness, full of Love.
Those Cheeks their beauty yet maintain,
(Roses blooming in the rain!)
Yet you all resistless are;
Weeping, sighing, killing fair.