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So when great Rhea many births had given,
Such as might govern earth, and people heaven;

Her glory grew diffus'd, and, fuller known,
She faw the Deity in every fon :

And to what God foe'er men altars rais'd,

Honouring the offspring, they the mother prais'd,

In fhort-liv'd charms let others place their joys.
Which fickness blafts, and certain age destroys:
Your stronger beauty Time can ne'er deface,
'Tis ftill renew'd, and stamp'd in all your race.

Ah! Wieffen, had thy art been fo refin❜d,
As with their beauty to have drawn their mind :
Through circling years thy labours would furvive,
And living rules to fairest virtue give,
To men unborn and ages yet to live :
'Twould still be wonderful, and still be new,
Against what time, or fpite, or fate, could do;
Till thine confus'd with Nature's pieces lie,
And Cavendish's name and Cecil's honour die.

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A FABLE, from PHÆDRUS.
To the Author of the MEDLEY, 1710.

THE Fox an actor's vizard found,

And peer'd, and felt, and turn'd it round : Then threw it in contempt away, And thus old Phædrus heard him fay : "What noble part canst thou sustain, "Thou fpecious head without a brain?"

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