Go, Faithless Bloom! On Delia'S Cheek Your Boasted Captivations Try; Alas! O'Er Nature Would You Seek To Gain One Moment'S Victory? Her Softer Tint, Sweet Look, And Gentle Air, Shall Prove You're But A Vain Intruder There. But Go, Display Your Charms And Taste; Soon Shall You Blush A Richer Red, To Find Your Mimic Pow'R Surpass'D; And, Whilst Upon Her Cheek You Spread Your Vermeil Hue, Tell Her Ingenuous Heart, 'Tis The First Time She Ever Practis'D Art.