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Translated out of French.

Fade Flowers, fade, Nature will have it so;'Tis but what we must in our Autumn do:And as your Leaves lye quiet on the Ground,The loss alone by those that lov'd them found;So in the Grave shall we as quiet lye,Mist by some few, that lov'd our Company.But some, so like to Thorns and Nettles, live;That none for them, can, when they perish, grieve.
Some Verses of an Imperfect Copy, design'd for a Friend on his Tran­slation of Ovid's Fasti.
Rome's Holy-days you tell, as if a GuestWith the old Romans you were wont to feast.Numa's Religion by themselves believ'd,Excells the true, only in shew receiv'd.

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