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Rh And well canst thou its mirrored speech Interpret to the wondering eye.

What though her locked and guarded mind Doth foil philosophy divine, Till even reason fails to find A clue to that untravelled shrine.

Yet may thine art with victor sway Win laurels from this desert wild, And to a future age pourtray Mysterious Nature's hermit child.