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But this may serve to Ihew we trampleOn Rule and Method, by ExampleOf modern Authors, who, to snap at all,

Will talk of Citsar in the Capitol ;

Of Cynthia s Beams, and Sol ’s bright Ray,

Known Foe to Butter-Milk and Whey,

Which softens Wax, but hardens Clay 5All this without the least Connection,

Which, to fay Truth’s enough to vex one jBut farewell all Poetick Dizziness,

And now to come unto the Business.

Tell the bright Nymph how fad and pensively,E’er since we us’d her so offensively,

In dismal Shades, with Arms across,

I sit, lamenting of my Loss ; tTo Echo, I her Name commend,

Who has it now at her Tongue’s End,

And, Parrot like, repeats the same;

For should you talk of Tamerlain *,

Cuffley, site cries, at the same Time,

Tho’ the last Accents do not rhime,

Far more than Echo e’r did yetFor Pbillii or bright Amoret.

With Pen-knife keen, of mod’rate Size,

As bright and piercing as her Eyes,

A glitt’ring Weapon, which would scornTo pare a Nail, or cut a Corn,

Upon the Trees of smoothest BarkI carve her Name, or else her Mark,

» Tamerlane the Great: Or, The Scythian Shep-herd. A “Tragedy. Written, 1593’ Christopher Mar-loe, an Author co temporary with Shakespear.

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