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Rh In elegance of ſtyle and phraſe the ſame, And in the ſparkling genius and the flame: Whence we conclude, from thy tranſlated ſong, So juſt, ſo ſmooth, ſo ſoft, and yet ſo ſtrong, Celeſtial Poet! ſoul of Harmony! That ev’ry Genius was reviv’d in thee. Thy trumpet ſounds, the dead arc rais’d to light, Never to die, and take to heav’n their flight: Deck’d in thy verſe, as clad with rays, they ſhine, All glorify’d, immortal, and divine.
 * As Britain in rich ſoil abounding wide,

Furniſh’d for uſe, for luxury, and pride, Yet ſpreads her wanton ſails on ev’ry ſhore For foreign wealth, inſatiate ſtill of more, To her own wool the ſilks of Aſia joins, And to her plenteous harveſts Indian mines; So Dryden, not contented with the fame Os his own Works, tho’ an immortal name, To lands remote ſends forth his learned Muſe, The nobleſt ſeeds of foreign wit to chuſe. 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.