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| XVII. | XVII. To the Right Honourable, the Lord Cary, eldest sonne to the Earle of Monmouth.
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XVII. To the Right Honourable, the Lord Cary, eldest sonne to the Earle of Monmouth.
Verball Translators sticke to the bare Text,Sometimes so close, the Reader is perplex't,
Finding the words, to finde the wit that sprung
From the first writer in his native tongue.
The spirit of an Authour being fled,
His naked lines looke like a body dead.
Lesse Criticke, more Iudicious, you present
No Authour strip't, but full of Ornament:
Or rather Galileo-like descry
Daily new Starres, and fix them in our skie:
Whose distance Davenant showes; How pure they be
We heare by Carew, but by you we see.
This vertue Suckling sweetly doth expresse;
What I can adde, would make those lights seeme lesse.
Malvezzi and your Lordship would decline
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The best is then, so weake a braine can doe,
In their Gold-scales to weigh both him and you.
Your Lordships most humble servant, A. Tounshend.
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