Were ours the honeyed lips and tongues of gold
That gracious Mercury dispensed of old,
Well might your rivals warn the people then
Of what seems weighty, but is light within.
But now, when we do scarce the name retain
Of orator, for common men's disdain,
Low speech seduces better, flatters more
Than ever eloquence impressed before.
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