COUNTESS OF WINCHILSEA 65 �6 �With Him, we the Traditions loose, Of great, and of Illustrious Men, Which his Discourse, reviv'd to us again. (Their unrecorded Graces, did disclose, Their moving Gestures, their engaging looks, Of life, the ornamental parts; The powerfull spells, that influence our hearts, Their secret motives, and their apt replies, 120 �Which ignorance, or brevity denies To be at large enrowl'd, or register'd in Books) With Him they fell, though many years before, The World might their departed breath deplore, 'Tis now, they to Oblivion are resign' d, Or some short page of History confin'd, 'Tis now they cease to live, and now, they are no more. So nicely cou'd he all retain, Of such a memory possest, �So undisturb'd might every subject rest, 130 �Or range that ample store-house of the brain, Where ancient learning early was convey'd, The solid, and the usefull ground Where all the modern was profusely found, Where, what our own, or neighb'ring Witts cou'd write, What his yett clearer thoughts, cou'd to themselves �endite, �Was in such beauteous order laid, As made the Symetrie entire, As did the whole, harmoniously inspire, Whilst all, was in the propperest terms expresst, 140 �When to our pleas' d attention still made known, In chosen words, that best adorn'd his own, Or in the numerous Tongues, of various Countrys �dresst. ��� �
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