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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345233" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On A Picture Painted By Her Self, Representing Two Nimphs Of Diana's, One In A Posture To Hunt, The Other Batheing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345233" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We are Diana's Virgin-Train,<br>Descended of no Mortal Strain; <br>Our Bows and Arrows are our Goods,<br>Our Pallaces, the lofty Woods,<br>The Hills and Dales, at early Morn,<br>Resound and Eccho with our Horn; <br>We chase the Hinde and Fallow-Deer,<br>The Wolf and Boar both dread our Spear; </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=345233" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In Swiftness we out-strip the Wind,<br>An Eye and Thought we leave behind; <br>We Fawns and Shaggy Satyrs awe; <br>To Sylvan Pow'rs we give the Law:<br>Whatever does provoke our Hate,<br>Our Javelins strike, as sure as Fate; <br>We Bathe in Springs, to cleanse the Soil,<br>Contracted by our eager Toil; <br>In which we shine like glittering Beams,<br>Or Christal in the Christal Streams; <br>Though Venus we transcend in Form,<br>No wanton Flames our Bosomes warm! <br>If you ask where such Wights do dwell,<br>In what Bless't Clime, that so excel? <br>The Poets onely that can tell.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Anne+Killigrew">Anne Killigrew</a></strong></div>