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are deprived of foulss:


For 'tis in vain to think. 10 gucr.
AT women by cepearare1,


That paint and patch their imperFections
OF intellectual compilations;


And daub their tempers o'er with wafhes,
As artificial as their faces HupIBaAs.
Let Us, however, conclude thar, If
they are NOT themfelves in poiIeAion Of
q jsHl, they not infrequently feem to in
iuie one into the mott unanimated of
men. Il is their white hand which die.
tributes with peculiar grace the laurels
OF The poet and hero. Through all
claaes of markind thei, power is alike
dliPlayed the fmiles of his Nancy ami
mate the (ailor and the folder, as we'll s
thote of Laura and Gsraldlune the bard
and the bsro and, to 6nifh by another
quotation, let US acknowledge, then,
that when our FIRE


'Wsnder'd in the folitary 1aade,


The Maker faw, took pity, and beftow'd
WosAN, the Ian, t5s S.a ,gs,ve Of God 2


PoPE.