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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=455555" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Right Honourable The Earl Of Orrery In Dublin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let Others speak your Titles, and your Blood;<br>Accept from Me the glorious Name of Good.<br>This Honour only from fair Virtue springs,<br>Ennobles Slaves, adds Dignity to Kings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O Born to shew Nobility design'd<br>Not to insult, but to protect Mankind!<br>Well you discern to spare, or to bestow;<br>Nor waste in Riot, what to Worth you owe.<br>Judgment your Bounty guides; and all agree,<br>'Tis Praise, 'tis Glory, to receive from Thee.<br>Gen'rous thy Gifts; but more thy matchless Art,<br>To spare the Blush, and doubly bind the Heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tho' Fortune place me in a distant Scene;<br>And Mountains rise, and Oceans roll between;<br>O'er Mountains, Oceans, Gratitude conveys<br>The good Man's Act, and wide extends his Praise.<br>Strange! that your Judgment errs in this alone;<br>Barber you bless, yet hope your Gifts unknown.<br>'Tis Hers to bring each lovely Deed to Light,<br>And force unwilling Virtue to the Sight:<br>'Tis Hers, and 'tis Her Muse's greatest Pride,<br>A Favour never to forget, or hide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Illustrious Youth! and let me style you Friend,<br>O look with Candor on the Lines I send!<br>Warm from the Heart my artless Numbers fall;<br>Nor wait Correctness, when your Virtues call.<br>Here, bless'd with all that human Life requires,<br>Superior to vain Fears, or low Desires;<br>In chearful Solitude, in studious Ease;<br>Careful my Conscience, and my God, to please;<br>I think on Thee, when Want, or Worth, implore;<br>And unrepining share my little Store.<br>So Stars attend the beauteous Queen of Night;<br>And faintly shine, not emulate her Light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mary+Barber">Mary Barber</a><div class=q>
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Accept from Me the glorious Name of Good.
This Honour only from fair Virtue springs,
Ennobles Slaves, adds Dignity to Kings.

O Born to shew Nobility design'd
Not to insult, but to protect Mankind!
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