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Samuel Johnson - Stella In Mourning
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When lately Stella`s form display`d
The beauties of the gay brocade,
The nymphs, who found their power decline,
Proclaim`d her not so fair as fine.
"Fate! snatch away the bright disguise,
And let the goddess trust her eyes."
Thus blindly pray`d the fretful pair,
And Fate malicious heard the prayer;
But brighten`d by the sable dress,
As virtue rises in distress,
Since Stella still extends her reign,
Ah! how shall envy soothe her pain?
  "Th` adoring youth and envious fair,
Henceforth shall form one common prayer
And love and hate alike implore
The skies - "That Stella mourn no more."
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