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HE INVITES THOSE TO WHOM HIS PRAISES SEEM EXCESSIVE TO BEHOLD THE OBJECT / OF THEM.
Haply my style to some may seem too free / In praise of her who holds my being's chain, / Queen of her sex describing her to reign, / Wise, winning, good, fair, noble, chaste to be: / To me it seems not so; I fear that she / My lays as low and trifling may disdain, / Worthy a higher and a better strain; / -- Who thinks not with me let him come and see.
Then will he say, She whom his wishes seek / Is one indeed whose grace and worth might tire / The muses of all lands and either lyre.
But mortal tongue for state divine is weak, / And may not soar; by flattery and force, / As Fate not choice ordains, Love rules its course.
MACGREGOR.