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Or, if to Wit a coxcomb make pretence, Guard the sure barrier between that and
Sense; Or quite unravel all the reas'ning thread, 18o And hang some curious
cobweb in its stead! As, forc'd from wind-guns, lead itself can fly, And pond'rous ...
So Jove's bright bow displays its wat'ry round, (Sure sign, that no spectator shall
be drown'd) 155 A second effort brought but new disgrace, The wild Meander
wash'd the Artist's face: Thus the small jett, which hasty hands unlock, Spirts in
Already Opera prepares the way, The sure fore-runner of her gentle /way. VER.
54. let Division reign :] Alluding to the false taste of playing tricks in Music with
numberless divisions, to the neglect of that harmony which conforms Chromatic ...
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On the whole, I did enjoy reading this poem, although I found it very difficult to read. I've heard before that it's very hard to comprehend the first time around, and I would have to agree. Although ... Read full review