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BElinda, with affected mein,
Trys all the power of art;
Yet finds her efforts all in vain,
To gain a single heart:
Whilst Chloe in a different way,
Is but her self, to please,
And makes new conquests every day,
Without one borrowed grace.
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Belinda’s haughty air destroys
What native charms inspire;
While Chloe’s artless shining eyes
Set all the world on fire:
Belinda may our pity move;
But Chloe gives us pain,
And while she smiles us into love,
Her sister frowns in vain.
