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"The spleen is seldom felt where
Flora reigns;
The low'ring eye, the petulance,
the frown,
And sullen sadness, that o'ershade,
distort,
And mar the face of beauty, when no
cause
For such immeasurable woe appears;
These Flora banishes, and gives the
fair
Sweet smiles and bloom, less
transient than her own."
COWPER. |