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Harcourt, Whom th' ingenuous Love of Arts Has carry'd from Thy native Soil, beyond Th' eternal Alpine Snows, and now detains In Italy's waste Realms, how long must we Lament Thy Absence? Whilst in sweet Sojourn Thou view'st the Reliques of old Rome; or what, Unrival'd Authors by their Presence, made For ever venerable, rural Seats, Rh