...But Satyr needs not Thofe, and Wit will mine Thro' the harm Cadence of a rugged Line. ' .f A npble Error, and but feldom made, When Poets are by too much Force betray'd; ' Thy gen''rous Fruits, tho' gather "d e're the Prime,; Still fhew'da Quicknefs ; and maturing...

...Have taught the Smoothnefs of thy native Tongue. But Satire needs not thofe, and Wit will fhiae Thro' the harfh Cadence of a rugged Line. A noble Error,...but feldom made, When Poets are by too much Force betray'd. Thy gen'rous Fruits, tho' gather'd ere their Prime, 7 Still fhew'da Quicknefs ; and maturing...

...taught the numbers of thy native tongue. But fatire needs not thofe, and wit will fhine, Thro' the harm cadence of a rugged line : A noble error, and but feldom made, But mellows what we w^ite to the dull fweets of | rhitiie. Once more, hail and.farewel : Farewel thou...

...Have taught the fmoothnefs of thy native tongue. But fatire needs not thofe, and wit will fhine Thro the harfh cadence of a rugged line. A noble error, and but feldcm made, When poets are by too much force betrayM. VOL. II. P Thy gen'rous fruits, tho gather'd...

...taught the fmoothnei's of thy nj'ive tongue : Bat fatire needs not thofe ; and wit will mine Thro' the harfh cadence of a rugged line : • A noble error, and but fe'dom made, When poets are, by too much force, betray'd, &c. Verfes to our poet's memory. ' , (c)...

...Have taught the fmoothnefs of thy native tongue. But fatire needs not thofe, and wit will fhine Thro' the harfh cadence of a rugged line. A noble error,...but feldom made, When poets are by too much force betray'd. Thy gen'rous fruits, tho' gather'd ere their prime, T Still fhew'da quicknefs ; and maturing...

...Have taught the fmoothnefs of thy native tongue. But fatire needs- not thofe, and wit will mine Thro' the harfh cadence of a rugged line. A noble error,...but feldom made, When poets are by too much force betray'd. Tb.y gen'rous frtiits, tho' gather'd ere their prime, ~l Still fhew'da quicknefs ; and maturing...

...lie loft his Life; the moving Account wf which fee iu I'irgil's Ninth Book of his /End', But Satire needs not thofe, and Wit will fhine Through the harfh Cadence of a rugged Line. A noble Error, and but feluom made, When Poets are by too much Force betray'd. Thy gen'rous Fruits, tho' gather'd ere their...

...might (what Nature never gives the Young) Have taught the Smoothnefs of thy native Tongue. Cut Satire needs not thofe, and Wit will fhine Through the harfh Cadence of a rugged Line. Once more, hail and farewel ; farewel, thou young, But ah too fhort, Marcellus of our Tongue ; Thy...

...the fmoothnefs of thy native to-ngue.. But fatire needs not thofe, and wit will Inine Thro' the harm cadence of a rugged line. A noble error, and but feldom made, When poets are by too much foree betray 'd. Thy gen'rons fruits, tho' gather'd ere their prime, -\ Still fhew'da qnicknefs ; and...