Marinda Poems and Translations upon Several Occasions [by Mary Monck] |
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Upon an Impromptu of Marinda's, in Answer to a Copy of Verses.
In vain you with Marinda's Song compare,Whose Carelesness excells your greatest Care;
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Not only Fire, but Strength and Beauty show.
She o'er Parnassus Hill does lightly bound,
You sweat and labour up the rising Ground;
Whilst panting to the topmost Cliff you tend,
We see what Pains it costs you to ascend.
She keeps within her Force, and yet we find
All that attempt her Flight lag far behind.
The curious Dolci thus with study'd Grace,
Labours t'adorn each Feature of the Face;
With Care and Time he draws the Picture true,
And we the finish'd Piece with Pleasure view.
Whilst Raphael with a Touch does all command,
All animate; from under his bold Hand,
The noble Figure does not grow, but start;
And we astonish'd stand at his superior Art.
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