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In nobler pitty, surely hath assign'd
A cure, for ev'ry mischiefe of the Minde:
So this revenge (perhaps) was but to trie
Our patience first, and then our industrie.
Since hee ordain'd, that beautious Truth should still
Be overcast, and hid from humane skill;
Sure he affects that Warre, which Schoole-men wage;
When to know Truth, doth make their knowledge, rage:
So Truth, is much more precious than our peace;
Though some fond Politicks, esteeme her lesse:
Lazy obedience, is to them devout;
And those rebellious, that dispute, or doubt,
But you (my Lord) must Valiantly despise
Their threats, that would keep Knowledge in disguise;
And toyle with Languages to make her cleere;
Which is, to be a just Interpreter.
And this selected Peece, which you translate,
Foretells, your Studies may communicate,
From darker Dialects of a strange Land,
Wisdome, that here th'unlearn'd shall understand.
What noble wonders may in time appeare,
When all, that's forreigne, growes domestick here?

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