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A Song.

By John Dryden

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Fair, sweet, and young, receive a prize             Reserved for your victorious eyes:             From crowds, whom at your feet you see,             O pity, and distinguish me!             As I from thousand beauties more             Distinguish you, and only you adore.             Your face for conquest was design'd,             Your every motion charms my mind;             Angels, when you your silence break,             Forget their hymns, to hear you speak;             But when at once they hear and view,             Are loth to mount, and long to stay with you.             No graces can your form improve,             But all are lost, unless you love;             While that sweet passion you disdain,             Your veil and beauty are in vain:             In pity then prevent my fate,             For after dying all reprieve's too late.

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About John Dryden

John Dryden (1631–1700) was an English poet, critic, and playwright who served as the first Poet Laureate. His works—including "Absalom and Achitophel," "Mac Flecknoe," and "Alexander's Feast"—established the heroic couplet as the dominant verse form of the Restoration.

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