“She like thy flow’r has sweets in store,
“To soothe the ev’ning of thine age.”
XVI.
He ceas’d—attend the moral strain,
The Muse enlighten’d pours;
Nor let her pencil trace in vain
The Judgement of the Flow’rs.
FINIS.
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