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Sent to DR. HAYES, with the ODE
From the bright touch of thy harmonious fire;
• And make immortal, verse as mean as mine.'
VERSES addressed to a LADY.
F toil you say a moderate share
In each pursuit should rise,
Too much may make our hearts despair,
Too little we despise :
Though gain’d without one care, his joys
High-valued must remain,
Of Industry and care. pain