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Rh When ' praise repaid my lyric song,

Or plac'd me higher in the studious throng;

Or when my first harangue receiv'd applause,

His sage instruction the primeval cause,

What gratitude, to him, my soul possest,

While hope of dawning honours fill'd my breast!