Poem by Mark Akenside

Female Beauty

Felices ter et amplius
Quos irrupta tenet Copula, nec malis
Divulsus querimoniis,
Suprema citius solvet amor die.

What's Female Beauty, but an Art divine,
Through which the Mind's all gentle Graces shine?
They like the Sun irradiate all between;
The Body charms, because the Mind is seen. 

1. For a Statue of Chaucer at Woodstock
2. Ode 1. Allusion to Horace
3. On Lyric Poetry
4. For a Column at Runnymede
5. Ode to Thomas Edwards, Esq; on the late Edition of Mr. Pope's Works

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