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O Beauty! dost thou generate from Heaven or from Hell? / Within thy glance, so diabolic and divine, / Confusedly both wickedness and goodness dwell, / And hence one might compare thee unto sparkling wine.
Thy look containeth both the dawn and sunset stars, / Thy perfumes, as upon a sultry night exhale, / Thy kiss a philter, and thy mouth a Grecian vase, / That renders heroes cowardly and infants hale.