Date: 1737
"Whatever fancy paints, invention pours, / Judgment digests, the well tuned bosom feels, / Truth natural, moral, or divine, has taught, / The virtues dictate, or the Muses sing."
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Date: 1737
"Lend me the plaint, which, to the lonely main, / With memory conversing, you will pour, / As on the pebbled shore you, pensive, stray"
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Date: 1737
"Whence Talbot's friendship glows to future times, / Intrepid, warm; of kindred tempers born; / Nursed, by experience, into slow esteem, / Calm confidence unbounded, love not blind, / And the sweet light from mingled minds disclosed, / From mingled chymic oils as bursts the fire."
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Date: 1737
"I too remember well that mental Bowl, / Which round his Table flow'd."
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