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Tixall Poetry.
And, whilst your large fields seeme a spott of ground,
Mole-hills are mountaynes in your nighbours found;
Study this protean glass, whose ether side
Rays'd others modesty, allayd there pride,
Turn'd lands to landskipps, and to faryes men,
Pygmies to gyants, and to dwarfes agen.
See, see, how soone this false fac'd Janus dies,
And learne to looke on all with equall eyes.
Mole-hills are mountaynes in your nighbours found;
Study this protean glass, whose ether side
Rays'd others modesty, allayd there pride,
Turn'd lands to landskipps, and to faryes men,
Pygmies to gyants, and to dwarfes agen.
See, see, how soone this false fac'd Janus dies,
And learne to looke on all with equall eyes.
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