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The wise, as flow'rs, which spread at noon,
and all their charms expose,
When ev'ning damps, and shades descend,
their evolutions close.
and all their charms expose,
When ev'ning damps, and shades descend,
their evolutions close.
What tho' your muse has nobly soar'd,
is that our truth sublime?
Ours, hoary friend! is to prefer
eternity to time:
is that our truth sublime?
Ours, hoary friend! is to prefer
eternity to time:
Why close a life so justly fam'd
with such bold trash as [1]this?
This for renown? yes, such as makes
obscurity a bliss:
with such bold trash as [1]this?
This for renown? yes, such as makes
obscurity a bliss:
Your trash, with mine, at open war,
Is [2]obstinately bent,
Like wits below, to sow your tares
of gloom and discontent:
Is [2]obstinately bent,
Like wits below, to sow your tares
of gloom and discontent:
With so much sunshine at command,
why light with darkness mix?
Why dash with pain our pleasure? Why
your Helicon with Styx?
why light with darkness mix?
Why dash with pain our pleasure? Why
your Helicon with Styx?
Your works in our divided minds
repugnant passions raise,
Confound us with a double stroke,
we shudder, whilst we praise;
repugnant passions raise,
Confound us with a double stroke,
we shudder, whilst we praise;
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