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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457254" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To the Right Honourable The Countess Dowager Of Devonshire, On A Piece Of Wiessen's</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wiessen and nature held a long contest<br>If she created or he painted best;<br>With pleasing thought the wondrous combat grew,<br>She still form'd fairer, he still liker drew.<br>In these seven brethren they contended last;<br>With art increased their utmost skill they tried,<br>And both well pleased they had themselves surpass'd,<br>The goddess triumph'd, and the painter died.<br>That both their skill to this vast height did raise,<br>Be ours the wonder, and be yours the praise:<br>For here, as in some glass, is well descried <br>Only yourself thus often multiply'd.<br>When heaven had you and gracious Anna made,<br>What more exalted beauty could it add?<br>Having no nobler images in store,<br>It but kept up to these, nor could do more<br>Than copy well what it had framed before.<br>If in dear Burghley's generous face we see<br>Obliging truth and handsome honesty,<br>With all that world of charms which soon will move<br>Reverence in men, and in the fair ones love;<br>His every grace his fair descent assures,<br>He has his mother's beauty, she has yours.<br>If every Cecil's face had every charm<br>That thought can fancy or that heaven can form,<br>Their beauties all become your beauty's due; <br>They are all fair, because they're all like you.<br>If every Ca'ndish great and charming look,<br>From you that air, from you the charms, they took,<br>In their each limb your image is exprest,<br>But on their brow firm courage stands confest;<br>There their great father, by a strong increase,<br>Adds strength to beauty, and completes the piece.<br>Thus still your beauty in your sons we view,<br>Wiessen seven times one great perfection drew;<br>Whoever sat, the picture still is you.<br>So when the parent sun with genial beams<br>Has animated many goodly gems,<br>He sees himself improved, while every stone,<br>With a resembling light, reflects a sun.<br>So when great Rhea many births had given,<br>Such as might govern earth and people heaven,<br>Her glory grew diffused; and, fuller known, <br>She saw the Deity in every son;<br>And to what god soe'er men altars raised,<br>Honouring the offspring, they the mother praised.<br>In short-lived charms let others place their joys,<br>Which sickness blasts, and certain age destroys;<br>Your stronger beauty time can ne'er deface,<br>'Tis still renew'd and stamp'd in all your race.<br>Ah! Wiessen, had thy art been so refined <br>As with their beauty to have drawn their mind,<br>Through circling years thy labours would survive,<br>And living rules to fairest virtue give,<br>To men unborn and ages yet to live:<br>T'would still be wonderful, and still be new,<br>Against what time, or spite, or fate could do,<br>Till thine, confused with nature's pieces lie,<br>And Ca'ndish's name and Cecil's honour die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matthew+Prior">Matthew Prior</a><div class=q>
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If she created or he painted best;
With pleasing thought the wondrous combat grew,
She still form'd fairer, he still liker drew.
In these seven brethren they contended last;
With art increased their utmost sk..."></div>
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