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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457110" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Ode To Mr. Howard</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear Howard, from the soft assaults of love<br>Poets and painters never are secure;<br>Can I untouch'd the fair one's passions move,<br>Or thou draw beauty, and not feel its power?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To great Appelles when young Ammon brought<br>The darling idol of his captive heart;<br>And the pleased nymph with kind attention sat,<br>To have her charms recorded by his art:</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The amorous master own'd her potent eyes:<br>Sigh'd when he look'd, and trembled as he drew:<br>Each flowing line confirm'd his first surprise,<br>And, as the piece advanced, the passion grew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While Philip's son, while Venus' son, was near,<br>What different tortures does his bosom feel?<br>Great was the rival, and the god severe:<br>Nor could he hide his flame, nor durst reveal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The prince, renown'd in bounty as in arms,<br>With pity saw the ill-conceal'd distress;<br>Quitted his title to Campaspe's charms,<br>And gave the fair one to the friend's embrace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus the more beauteous Cloe sat to thee,<br>Good Howard, emulous of the Grecian art:<br>But happy thou, from Cupid's arrow free,<br>And flames that pierced thy predecessor's heart!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Had thy poor breast received an equal pain;<br>Had I been vested with the monarch's power;<br>Thou must have sigh'd, unlucky youth, in vain;<br>Nor from my bounty hadst thou found a cure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though, to convince thee that the friend did feel<br>A kind concern for thy ill-fated care,<br>I would have sooth'd thy flame I could not heal;<br>Given thee the world; though I withheld the fair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matthew+Prior">Matthew Prior</a><div class=q>
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Poets and painters never are secure;
Can I untouch'd the fair one's passions move,
Or thou draw beauty, and not feel its power?

To great Appelles when young Ammon brought
The darling idol of his captive..."></div>
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