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TO Mr. GEMINIANI,
At the HAGUE.
Geminiani! 'tis not Land or SeaCan bar the grateful Muse from following thee;
Fly where thou wilt, she shall as swift pursue,
And sing the Praises to thy Merit due.
In my mind's Eye, I still enjoy thee here;
Still hold thee in my Heart, and in my Ear.
Proud to adorn his Verse with thy great Name,
Thus thy Disciple builds on thee his Fame.
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