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On a young Lady Whose LORD was Travelling

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 NO sooner I pronounced Celindas name,
But Troops of wing'd Pow'rs did chant the fame: 
Not those the Poets Bows and Arrows lend, 
But such as on the Altar do attend.
Celinda nam'd, Flow'rs spring up from the Ground, Excited meerly with the Charming Sound.
Celinda, the Courts Glory, and its fear, The gaz'd at Wonder, where she does appear.
Celinda great in Birth, greater in Meen, Yet none so humble as this Fair-One's seen.
Her Youth and Beauty justly might disdain, But the least Pride her Glories ne're did stain.
Celinda of each State th'ambitious Strife, At once a Noble Virgin, and a Wife Who, while her Gallant Lord in Forraign parts Adorns his Youth with all accomplisht Arts, Grows ripe at home in Vertue, more than Years, And in each Grace a Miracle appears ! When other of her Age a madding go, To th' Park and Plays, and ev'ry publick Show, Proud from their Parents Bondage they have broke, Though justly freed, she still does wear the Yoke; Preferring more her Mothers Friend to be, Than Idol of the Towns Loose-Gallantry.
On her she to the Temple does attend, Where they their Blessed Hours both save and spend.
They Smile, they Joy, together they do Pray, You'd think two Bodies did One Soul obey: Like Angels thus they do reflect their Bliss, And their bright Vertues each the other kiss.
Return young Lord, while thou abroad dost rome The World to see, thou loosest Heaven at Home.

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