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 35 6 Anne BradJireeVs Works.

Thy haughty Stile and rapted wit fublime

All ages wondring at, fhall never climb.

Thy facred works are not for imitation,

But Monuments to future Admiration.

Thus Bartas fame fliall lafl while ftarrs do ftand,

And whilft there's Air or Fire, or Sea or Land.

But leafh mine ignorance fhould do thee wrong,

To celebrate thy merits in my Song.

I'le leave thy praife to thofe fhall do thee right,

Good will, not skill, did caufe me bring my Mite.

His Epitaph.

Here lyes the Pearle of France, ParnafTus Glory, The World rejoyc^d afs birth, af's death was forry. Art and Nature joyn\i, by heavens high decree Now JJtezv' d what once they ought, Humanity : And Natures Law, had it been revocable To re/cue him from death. Art had been able. But Nature vanquiflid Art,fo Bartas dyd\ But Fame out-living both, he is reviv''d.

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