Banks that slope to the southern sky
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The sweet imperious mouth, whose haughty valor
Defied all portents of impending doom.
Enchantress of the stormy seas,
Priestess of Night's high mysteries!
When summer gathers up her robes of glory,
And, like a dream of beauty, glides away.
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And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
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Not for the body, but for the heart; companion and company are needed.
Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies,
And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.
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