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The tenour of thy lay: To her of old by jove was giv'n To judge the various deeds of earth and heav'n ; 'Twas thine by gentle arts to win us to her sway.
Oft as from stricter hours resign’d
With me, when mirth's consenting band
But when from envy and from death to claim
Nor Thebian voice, nor Lesbian lyre
While my prophetic mind,