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176 So Dryden, not contented with the fame Of his own works, though an immortal name! To lands remote sends forth his learned muse The noblest seeds of foreign wit to choose; Feasting our sense so many various ways; Say, is ’t thy bounty or thy thirst of praise, That by comparing others, all might see Who most excell’d are yet excell’d by thee?”]