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Wrote at the Request of a Friend upon his Mistress.

Had I the Pow'r of all the Nine,
To Sense and Beauty such as thine,
How poor the Off'ring — — trifling Lay,
As I can bring — one Sprig of Bay
My Muse presents, with friendly Care,
And hails your D ELIA heav'nly Fair!

J OY to my Friend! May coming Years
Flow undisturb'd by painful Cares;
May D ELIA (can the Gods do more?
Or grant a sweeter, wish'd-for Store?)
Kindly bestow her World of Charms,
And early bless your faithful Arms.
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