On Hesiod
Nor can th' straw-gatherers of Egypt fit,
Us from their Poets more then vulgar wit.
Virtue with sweat's attain'd set on a hill,
Beggers wish beggers; potters potters ill.
Bad counsel's worst to him who doth it give;
We're born of Gods: it is by them we live.
The mean's above the whole: See Hesiods flowers;
Are these like th' gardens water'd by heav'ns showers?
Us from their Poets more then vulgar wit.
Virtue with sweat's attain'd set on a hill,
Beggers wish beggers; potters potters ill.
Bad counsel's worst to him who doth it give;
We're born of Gods: it is by them we live.
The mean's above the whole: See Hesiods flowers;
Are these like th' gardens water'd by heav'ns showers?
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