Poems to Thespia To Which are Added, Sonnets, &c. [by Hugh Downman] |
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| XVI. | XVI. To Archdeacon MOORE.
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XVI. To Archdeacon MOORE.
Is there, whom verbal knowledge may sufficeTo read, but profit not by antient lore?
Studiously dull? A scholar, but unwise?
Whose judgment cannot separate the dross
From the pure ore? Of mind, and manners gross,
Illiberal, pert, o'erbearing, boastful, vain?
Such art not thou; far from thy presence, Moore,
Let pedantry retire, and fix her reign:
Her sons, and wisdom's offspring ill agree.
Thy bosom, Learning with politeness join'd
Illumes; the graces of humanity:
Converse with books, and converse with mankind;
No labouring theorist, in practice wrong,
Friend to the ingenuous arts, and chasten'd song.
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