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From Venus born thy beauty shows	A
But who thy father no man knows	A
Nor can the skilful herald trace	B
The founder of thy ancient race	B
Whether thy temper full of fire	C
Discovers Vulcan for thy sire	C
The god who made Scamander boil	D
And round his margin singed the soil	D
From whence philosophers agree	E
An equal power descends to thee	E
Whether from dreadful Mars you claim	F
The high descent from whence you came	F
And as a proof show numerous scars	G
By fierce encounters made in wars	H
Those honourable wounds you bore	I
From head to foot and all before	I
And still the bloody field frequent	J
Familiar in each leader's tent	K
Or whether as the learn'd contend	L
You from the neighbouring Gaul descend	L
Or from Parthenope the proud	M
Where numberless thy votaries crowd	M
Whether thy great forefathers came	F
From realms that bear Vespuccio's name	F
For so conjectures would obtrude	N
And from thy painted skin conclude	N
Whether as Epicurus shows	A
The world from justling seeds arose	A
Which mingling with prolific strife	O
In chaos kindled into life	O
So your production was the same	F
And from contending atoms came	F
Thy fair indulgent mother crown'd	P
Thy head with sparkling rubies round	P
Beneath thy decent steps the road	Q
Is all with precious jewels strew'd	Q
The bird of Pallas knows his post	Q
Thee to attend where'er thou goest	Q
Byzantians boast that on the clod	Q
Where once their Sultan's horse hath trod	Q
Grows neither grass nor shrub nor tree	E
The same thy subjects boast of thee	E
The greatest lord when you appear	R
Will deign your livery to wear	S
In all the various colours seen	T
Of red and yellow blue and green	T
With half a word when you require	C
The man of business must retire	U
The haughty minister of state	Q
With trembling must thy leisure wait	Q
And while his fate is in thy hands	V
The business of the nation stands	V
Thou darest the greatest prince attack	W
Canst hourly set him on the rack	W
And as an instance of thy power	C
Enclose him in a wooden tower	C
With pungent pains on every side	Q
So Regulus in torments died	Q
From thee our youth all virtues learn	X
Dangers with prudence to discern	X
And well thy scholars are endued	Q
With temperance and with fortitude	Q
With patience which all ills supports	Y
And secrecy the art of courts	Y
The glittering beau could hardly tell	Z
Without your aid to read or spell	Z
But having long conversed with you	A2
Knows how to scroll a billet doux	Y
With what delight methinks I trace	Y
Your blood in every noble race	Y
In whom thy features shape and mien	T
Are to the life distinctly seen	T
The Britons once a savage kind	Q
By you were brighten'd and refined	Q
Descendants to the barbarous Huns	Y
With limbs robust and voice that stuns	Y
But you have moulded them afresh	B2
Removed the tough superfluous flesh	B2
Taught them to modulate their tongues	Y
And speak without the help of lungs	Y
Proteus on you bestow'd the boon	C2
To change your visage like the moon	C2
You sometimes half a face produce	Y
Keep t'other half for private use	Y
How famed thy conduct in the fight	Q
With Hermes son of Pleias bright	Q
Outnumber'd half encompass'd round	Q
You strove for every inch of ground	Q
Then by a soldierly retreat	Q
Retired to your imperial seat	Q
The victor when your steps he traced	Q
Found all the realms before him waste	Q
You o'er the high triumphal arch	D2
Pontific made your glorious march	D2
The wondrous arch behind you fell	Z
And left a chasm profound as hell	Z
You in your capitol secured	Q
A siege as long as Troy endured	Q

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