TO MR POPE.
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o praise, yet still with due respect to praise,A bard triumphant in immortal bays,The learn'd to show, the sensible commend,Yet still preserve the province of the friend,What life, what vigour, must the lines require,What music tune them, what affection fire! Oh! might thy genius in my bosom shine,Thou shouldst not fail of numbers worthy thine;The brightest ancients might at once agreeTo sing within my lays, and sing of thee. 10
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