ODE VII. On reading the Ode to Wisdom in CLARISSA

Let Carter sing, in loftiest Lays, Immortal Wisdom's deathless Praise; Pleas'd to applaud her tuneful Name, My Notes shall join the Voice of Fame.

To me the Powers benign, decree A Soul from pining Envy free, That can superior Worth admire, And listen pleas'd to Carter's Lyre.

Enough for me, that on the Plains, Bright Cecil hears my humbler Strains: Can pining Envy touch the Breast, In Cecil's partial Favor blest?