<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457262" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Verses - Spoken to Lady Henrietta Cavendish Holles-Harley, Countess of Oxford</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Madam, Since Anna visited the muse's seat,<br>(Around her tomb let weeping angels wait)<br>Hail, thou, the brightest of thy sex, and best,<br>Most gracious neighbour and most welcome guest:<br>Not Harley's self, to Cam and Isis dear,<br>In virtues and in arts great Oxford's heir,<br>Not he such present honour shall receive<br>As to his consort we aspire to give.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Writings of men our thought to-day neglects,<br>To pay due homage to the softer sex:<br>Plato and Tully we forbear to read,<br>And their great followers whom this house has bred,<br>To study lessons from thy morals given,<br>And shining characters impress'd by Heaven.<br>Science in books no longer we pursue,<br>Minerva's self in Harriet's face we view;<br>For when with Beauty we can Virtue join,<br>We paint the semblance of a form divine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their pious incense let our neighbours bring<br>To the kind memory of some bounteous king:<br>With grateful hand due altars let them raise<br>To some good knight's or holy prelate's praise;<br>We tune our voices to a nobler theme,<br>Your eyes we bless, your praises we proclaim;<br>Saint John's was founded in a woman's name.<br>Enjoin'd by statute, to the fair we bow;<br>In spite of time we keep our ancient vow;<br>What Marg'ret Tudor was, in Harriet Harley now.</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457262" data-title="Verses - Spoken to Lady Henrietta Cavendish Holles-Harley, Countess of Oxford de Matthew Prior" data-description="Madam, Since Anna visited the muse's seat, (Around her tomb let weeping angels wait) Hail, thou, the brightest of thy sex, and best, Most gracious neighbour and most welcome guest: Not Harley's self, to Cam and Isis dear, In virtues and in arts gr..."></div> </div> </div>

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