To Flavia

To Flavia

Nature , in Pity, has deny'd you Shape,
Else how should Mortals Flavia's Chain escape?
Your radiant Aspect, and your rosie Bloom,
Without this Form would bring a Gen'ral Doom;
At once our Ruin and Relief we see,
At sight are Captives, and at sight are Free.
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