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As our rais'd souls the great distress'd pursue,
Triumphs and crowns grow mean beneath our view,
We trace the victor with indignant eyes,
And all, that made a Cato bleed, despise.

Sure Heaven, that destin'd Nassau to be great,
To force confederate nations to retreat,
To give a wild rebellious kingdom law,
Bestow'd a Garth, designing a Nassau.

High on the radiant list great Pope appears,
With all the fire of youth, and strength of years;
Where'er supreme le points the nervous line,
Nature and Art in bright conjunction shine.
How just the turns! how regular the draught!
How smooth the language! how refin'd the thought!

Secure,