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and you are more adorned by it, than you adorn it. I look for a judge who could weigh these literary writings against the touchstone original: "obruſſam"; you alone, preeminently among the Belgians, possess an extremely sharp and most limited judgment in praising all arts, which all learned men admire and venerate. Nothing is missing: "hidden from" your ears: that clearest fountain of all more polished literature, which by your kindness has called our Tranquillus Suetonius, already failing, back to life, recreates those present, and will inundate the talents of posterity for as long as Greek and Roman matters exist. Finally, the verses which you sing—I will not say with the Muses being favourable, but with them dictating—whenever you descend from the very hill of Wisdom to more pleasant fields, during the relaxations of greater thoughts, you divert a little to the nine...