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Let sacred silence hush thy grateful tides,
The oziers cease to tremble on thy sides;
Let thy calm surface gently steal along;
Denham this homage claims, while he inspires my song.
Far as thy billows roll dispers'd away,
To distant isles the mighty name convey;
Not Phrygian Zanthus wears a nobler boast,
In whose rich stream a thousand floods are lost.
The oziers cease to tremble on thy sides;
Let thy calm surface gently steal along;
Denham this homage claims, while he inspires my song.
Far as thy billows roll dispers'd away,
To distant isles the mighty name convey;
Not Phrygian Zanthus wears a nobler boast,
In whose rich stream a thousand floods are lost.
O Addison, lamented, wondrous Bard,
The godlike Hero's great, his best reward!
Not all the laurels reap'd on Blenheim's plains,
A fame can give like thy immortal strains.
While Cato dictates in thy mighty lines,
Cæsar himself with second lustre shines;
The godlike Hero's great, his best reward!
Not all the laurels reap'd on Blenheim's plains,
A fame can give like thy immortal strains.
While Cato dictates in thy mighty lines,
Cæsar himself with second lustre shines;
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