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verse to brune

were the attempt for humbler verse

ound Thomson's voured brons the laurelld wreath;

ho claims the high - wrought unlogies which breathe uch thoughts, such words as his; but, be it.

court the Muse in more secluded bowers,

As erst were


those Valcluso's grover among) and sing of her, who loves thy tuneful song, And culls thee fairest of the clafore flowers. By taste, by virtue led, one quito the crowd.

ifcituate, who love the varnisticky tale giult, and horror; and in the lonely vale

houghtful retiver, where nature's beauties charm,

fere straine like thine her wakini

wakening wptures warm.

ains such such as dark oblivion's veel shall

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