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66. To my Cousin Mr. Charles Cotton the young.
In how few years have you rais'd up an highColumn of Learning by your Industry,
More glorious then those Pyramids, that Old
Canopus view'd, or Cair doth yet behold!
Your noble Father (that for able Parts
Hath won an high Opinion in all hearts)
May like the elder Scaliger look down
With admiration on his worthy Son.
Proceed fair plant of Ex'lencies, and grow
So high, to shadow all that are below.
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