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In these seven brethren they contended last,
With art increas'd, their utmost skill they tried, And, both well pleas'd they had themselves surpass’d,
The Goddess triumph’d, and the painter dy'd. That both their skill to this vast height did raise, Be ours the wonder, and be yours the praise : For here, as in some glass, is well descry'd Only yourself thus often multiply'd. When Heaven had You and gracious Anna * made, What more exalted beauty could it add ? Having no nobler images in store, It but kept up to these, nor could do more Than copy well what it had fram'd before. If in dear Burghley's generous face we fee Obliging truth and handsome honesty, With all that world of charms, which soon will move Reverence in men, and in the fair-ones love ; His very grace his fair descent assures, He has his mother's beauty, she has yours. If every Cecil's face had every charm, That thought can fancy, or that Heaven can form; Their beauties all become your beauty's due, They are all fair, because they're all like you. If every Ca'ndish great and charming look ; From you that air, from you the charms they took. In their each limb your image is exprest, But on their brow firm courage stands confeit;
* Eldest daughter of the Countess.
There, their great father, by a strong increase,
So when the parent-sun, with genial beams,
So when great Rhea many births had given,
'In short-liv'd charms let others place their joys,
Ah! Wiessen, had thy art been so resin’d,
FROM PHÆ DR U S.
TO THE AUTHOR OF THE MEDLEY, 1710.
Then threw a Phædrus hihou sustain: **
THE Fox an actor's vizard found, 1 And peerd, and felt, and turn’d it round; Then threw it in contempt away, And thus old Phædrus heard him say: “ What noble part canst thou sustain, “ Thou specious head without a brain ?"
RIGHT HONOURABLE MR. HARLEY.
HORACE, I E P. IX. IMITATED..
“ Septimius, Claudi, nimirum intelligit unus, “Quanti me facias, &c.”
EAR Dick,* howe'er it comes into his head,
Believes as firmly as he does his creed,
Thus better than myself, it seems, he knows,
From this wild fancy, Sir, there may proceed
To sun this censure, I all shame lay by,
WOUNDED BY GUIS CARD, 1711.
“ Ab ipso Ducit opes animumque ferro."
TN one great now, superior to an age,
The full extremes of Nature's force we find :
He chews revenge, abjuring his offence :
Infix’d, our dauntless Briton scarce perceives :
Harley, great counsellor, extends thy fame :