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When he appears, to cheer the drooping plain,
Each nymph enamour’d spends her sighs in vain:
And when in softest strains he tunes his lay,
Each shepherd, envious, throws his lute away.
In him all radiant virtues are combin’d,
True greatness centers in a humble mind;
Truth, candour, justice, in his gen’rous breast,
Firm fortitude and soft compassion rest.
Nor can the gods on mortals more bestow,