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Let sacred silence hush thy grateful tides,The oziers cease to tremble on thy sides;Let thy calm surface gently steal along;Denham this homage claims, while he inspires my song.Far as thy billows roll dispers'd away,To distant isles the mighty name convey;Not Phrygian Zanthus wears a nobler boast,In whose rich stream a thousand floods are lost.
O Addison, lamented, wondrous Bard,The godlike Hero's great, his best reward!Not all the laurels reap'd on Blenheim's plains,A fame can give like thy immortal strains.While Cato dictates in thy mighty lines,Cæsar himself with second lustre shines;

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