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106 has placed him. These stanzas are well turned in their way.

Stay, daring man, and ne'er presume to draw
 * Her picture, till thou may'st such colours get

As Zeuxis and Apelles never saw,
 * Nor e'er were known by any painter yet.

'Till from all beauties thou extracts the grace,
 * And from the sun the beams that gild the skies,

Never presume to draw her beauteous face,
 * Nor paint the radiant brightness of her eyes.

In vain the whilst thou dost thy labour take,
 * Since none can set her forth to her desert;

She who's above all Nature e'er did make,
 * Much more's above all can be made by Art.

Yet be'n't discouraged, since whoe'er do see't,
 * At least with admiration must confess,

It has an air so admirably sweet,
 * Much more than others, tho' than her's much less.

So those bold giants who would scale the sky,
 * Altho' they in their high attempt did fall,

This comfort had, they mounted yet more high
 * Than those who never strove to climb at all.

