Here you will find the Poem Stella And Flavia. of poet Mary Barber
Stella and Flavia, ev'ry Hour, Unnumber'd Hearts surprize: In Stella's Soul lies all her Pow'r, And Flavia's, in her Eyes. More boundless Flavia's Conquests are, And Stella's more confin'd: All can discern a Face that's fair, But few a lovely Mind. Stella, like Britain's Monarch, reigns O'er cultivated Lands; Like Eastern Tyrants, Flavia deigns To rule o'er barren Sands. Then boast, fair Flavia, boast your Face, Your Beauty's only Store: Your Charms will ev'ry Day decrease, Each Day gives Stella more.
