Reginæ fundata manu, Regina scholarum; Quam Virgo extruxit, Musáq; Virgo colit. {29} Inconfusa Babel, linguis et mole superba; Celsior et famâ, quàm fut illa situ. Gentibus et linguis latè celebrata; tacere De quâ nulla potest, nec satìs ulla loqui. Opprobria exuperans, pariterq; encomia: Linguis Et tot laudari digna, quot ipsa doces. Hæbræus Græcusq; uno cernuntur in Anglo; Qui puer huc Anglus venerat exit Arabs. Tercentum hic florent juvenes: mihi mira videtur Tam numerosa simul, tam quoque docta cohors. Sic numero bonitas, numerus bonitate relucet; Ut stellas pariter lux numerusq; decet. Arte senes, annis pueros mirabitur hospes; Dum stupet, in pueris nil puerile videns. Consurgit, crescitq; puer, velut Hydra sub ictu; Florescitq; suis sæpe rigatus aquis. Stat regimen triplici fasces moderante magistro; Doctaq; Musarum regna Triumvir habet. Scilicet has inter sedes quòd regnet Apollo, Optimè Apollineus comprobat ille Tripos. ardua Sic super invidiam sese effert æmula; nullis Invida, sed cunctis invidiosa scholis. Indè in septenas se digerit ordine classes; Dispositæ, septem, quæ velut Astræ, micant. Discit et Authores propria inter moenia natos; Et generosa libros, quos legit, ipsa parit. Instar Araneolæ Studiosa has exhibet artes; Quas de visceribus texuit ipsa suis. Literulas docet hic idem Præceptor et Author, Idem discipulis Bibliotheca suis. Accipit hìc lucem, non ultrà cæcus, Homerus: Huc venit à Scythicis Naso reversus agris. Utraq; divitijs nostris Academia crescit; Hæc Schola ad implendas sufficit una duas. Sic Fons exiguus binos excurrit in Amnes: Parnassi geminus sic quoque surgit Apex. Huic collata igitur, quantùm ipsa Academia præstat: Dic, precor; Hæc doctos accipit, Illa facit. ROB. SOUTH. Ann. Dom. 1652, aut 1653." [MS. Harl. 7025, fols. 184, 185.] VI. _The Earl of Orrery to Mr., afterwards Dr., Thomas Birch._ [Addit. MS., Brit. Mus., 4303, Art. 147. Orig.] Caledon, Sept. 21, 1748. Dear Sir, It either is, or seems to be, a long time since I heard from you. Perhaps you are writing the very same sentence to me; but as the loss is on my side, you must give me leave to complain. This summer has passed away in great idleness and feasting: so that I have scarce looked into a book of any sort. Mrs. Pilkington and Con. Philips, however, have not escaped me. I was obliged to read them to adapt myself to the conversation of my neighbours, who have talked upon no other topic, notwithstanding the more glorious subjects of Peace, and Lord Anson's voyage. The truth is, we are better acquainted with the stile of Con. and Pilky, than with the hard names and distant places that are mentioned in the Voyage round the World.