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EPILOGUE

TO THE

SATIRES,

In Two DIALOGUES.

Written in MDCCXXXVIIL

THE NEW YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY

ASTOR, LENOX AND
TILDE FOJ

Plate XVIII.

Vol. IV. facing p. 231

Hayman inv.et del.

CGrignion Sculp

O Sacred Weapon, left for Truth's Defence.
Sole Dread of Folly, Vice and Insolence!;
To all but Heaven-directed Hands denied,
The Muse may give thee, but the Gods must

guide.

Bp:a to Satire

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And when it comes, the Court fee nothing in't.

VARIATLON S. :

After 2. in the MS.

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You don't, I hope, pretend to quit the trade,
Because you think your reputation made :

Like good ** of whom so much was faid,
That when his name was up, he lay a-bed.
Come, come, refresh us with a livelier fong,
Or like ** you'll lie a-bed too long.

NOTES.

VER. 1. Not twice a twelve-month etc.] These two lines are from Horace; and the only lines that are fo in the whole Poem; being meant to give a handle to that which follows in the character of an impertinent Cenfurer,

'Tis all from Horace; etc. P.

VER. 2. the Court fee nothing in't.] He chofe this expreffion for the fake of its elegant and fatiric ambiguity. His writings abound in them.

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