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O! when shall rise a Monarch all our own, And I, a Nursing-mother, rock the
throne, "Twixt Prince and People close the Curtain draw, Shade him from Light,
and cover him from Law; 315 Fatten the Courtier, starve the learned band, And
Thence to the south extend thy gladden'd eyes; There rival flames with equal
glory rise, From shelves to shelves see greedy Vulcan roll, And lick up all their
Physic of the Soul. How little, mark! that portion of the ball, Where, faint at best,
But lo! to dark encounter in mid air New wizards rise; I see my Cibber there!
Booth in his cloudy tabernacle shrin'd, On grinning dragons thou shalt mount the
wind. R E M A R K s. I M I T A T 1 on s. Poetic fields encompass me around, And
still I ...
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - lizpatanders - LibraryThing
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