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You who by Tavern-Jefts a Fame would get,
And feed upon the Excrements of Wit 5
To raiſe up Mirth who bafely rob the Croud,
Sing wobly out, of Tune, and laugh aloud: “'
This from Erafmus Ghoft much Pity drew 3
He comes our Ifland to inform anew.
Methinks his Ship upon the Thames. appears,
Proud of theWeightand Learning which it bears,
The Multitude onth’ Banks do four their Joys;
Togreet hisFriend,e’enReverend A/ore does rife,
The-Standard is fet up, the Cannons roar,
And RE aaa Welcome to out Engliſh
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