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Sometimes a Vice they blunder on by Chance,
But all their Faults are thofe of Ignorance.
Befides, a Changeling is no Hypocrere, .
For what be és, he fhews you at firft Sight; ¬
WhilA others do their Natzve-felves difguife
Only by the Pretence of being Wiſe :
Of Criticks, they affume the furly State,
And cenfure thofe they cannot zmztate.
Like puft up Bladders they of Wend are full, `.
And hide with Gravity their being dui.
Tho’they with Scorzthe World would ridicule, .
Yet the Afeted Wife-One is the Fool. -.
° Still my Digreffion Sir returns to you,
To give that Charaëter which is your due; :
And this impartially I can beftow,
The Author by his Work I only know.
So that if what I find I muft commend,
*Tis done without being biafs’d as his Friend. ¬
*Tis not your Przde, your Folly, or your Fate, .
That makes you chufe Eraſmus to Tranſlate.
If with ſuch Verſions you the World delight, .
You can oblige it equally, and Write. ~
Tho’ here you have as. much true Judgment
As if it had entirely been your own. [fhown, .
This way of Writing once was thought a Vice;
But now the Zouches-of it are fo Nice, ~
That who this pleafing Province would adorn,
Not Made, but he on purpofe mut be Borz.
Some fpoil all Subje&s which they write upon, ¬
As Paint will fpoil the beft Complexion :
So Highway Beggars others Children hire,
With ruddy Looks; and all their Limbs entire;
Till they induftrioufly are Cripples made,
Thus 10 promote the canting Gypfies Trade.
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