The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] ... With a Copious Index. To which is prefixed Some Account of his Life. In Four Volumes |
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TO HER HIGH MAJESTY,
On her vouchsafing to reward her humblest of Servants, Edward Fairfax.
Bright sun of England, nay, a sun,
That hath so bright a cercle run,
And on far realms doth spread a blaze!
The humblest servant of your isle
Doth thank your beauty for the smile
That graceth me with golden rays.
That hath so bright a cercle run,
And on far realms doth spread a blaze!
The humblest servant of your isle
Doth thank your beauty for the smile
That graceth me with golden rays.
Though homely be my muse's speeche
And poore, your praise can make it rich,
Such is the power of your high name.
What you, greet queen, may deign to praise,
Although a dwarf you to a giant can it raise,
Sith your voice is the voice of Fame.
And poore, your praise can make it rich,
Such is the power of your high name.
What you, greet queen, may deign to praise,
Although a dwarf you to a giant can it raise,
Sith your voice is the voice of Fame.
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