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And touch'd their golden harps, and hymning praised
God and his works.
And touch'd their golden harps, and hymning praised
God and his works.
You do ill to praise, but worse to censure, what you do not understand
You do ill to praise, but worse to censure, what you do not understand
Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
Earth, with her thousand voices, praises God.
To what base ends, and by what abject ways,
Are mortals urg'd through sacred lust of praise!
To what base ends, and by what abject ways,
Are mortals urg'd through sacred lust of praise!
Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise.
Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise.
The sweeter sound of woman's praise.
The sweeter sound of woman's praise.
That is fine, and I would have praised you more had you praised
me less.
[Fr., Cela est read more
That is fine, and I would have praised you more had you praised
me less.
[Fr., Cela est beau, et je vous louerais davantage si vous
m'aviez loue moins.]
Praise the bridge that carried you over.
Praise the bridge that carried you over.
Censure is often useful, praise is often deceitful
Censure is often useful, praise is often deceitful
