John Sheffield

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John Sheffield An Essay on Poetry (1709)

Without a Genius too, for that's the Soul;
A Spirit whch inspires the Work throughout,
As that of Nature moves this World about;
A Heat that glows in every word that's writ,
Tis something of Divine, and more than Wit;
It self unseen, yet all things by it shown,
Describing all Men, but describ'd by none.
Where dost thou dwell? what Caverns of the Brain
Can such a vast, and mighty thing contain?
When I, at idle Hours, in vain thy abssence mourn,
O where dost thou retire?
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John Sheffield An Essay on Poetry (1709)

Of all the Ways that wisest Men could findSatyr.
To mend the Age, and mortifie Mankind,
Satyr well writ has most successful prov'd,
And cures, because the Remedy is lov'd.
'Tis hard to write on such a subject more,
Without repeating Things said oft before.
Some vulgar Errors only we remove,
That stain this Beauty which so much we love.
Of well chose Words some take not care enough,
And think they should be as the Subject rough
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