Well Sir, 'tis granted, I said Dryden's Rhimes,Were stoln, unequal, nay dull many times:What foolish Patron, is there found of his,So blindly partial, to deny me this?But that his Plays, Embroider'd up and downe,With Witt, and Learning, justly pleas'd the Towne,In the same paper, I as freely owne:Yet haveing this allow'd, the heavy Masse,That stuffs up his loose Volumes must not passe:For by that
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