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Basely to court the smiles of earthly greatness.And are there any such? There are, 't is true;And pity 't is 't is true, and shame as well as pity.But few are they who thus pollute the fountOf famed Castalius,—sweet, pellucid draught!Then lead me, Poesy, to thy sweet stream.Briton may surely boast of her Parnassus;For thou hast visited her sea-girt cliffs,And deigned to animate her bards to rapture.Greece had her Homer, England boasts a Milton.
