Poems on Several Occasions By Edward, Lord Thurlow. The Second Edition, considerably enlarged |
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[I call'd you, and too well these names you grace]
I call'd you, and too well these names you grace,The World's divine, and merest paragon,
The violet, to whom all plants are base,
The star, that is but joy to look upon:
And are you not without compare the gem,
That kings would in their throned pride possess,
To sparkle in the blazing diadem,
And the fair eyes of their true subjects bless?
Your title, and your style must be as great,
As is th' excelling beauty of your cheek,
Nor can I without fault one word abate,
Since all is less, than can your glory speak;
For let Olympus with your face compare,
And men shall own, that you are only fair.
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