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 Let Destiny, the Prelate then reply'd, Let Fortune by decisive Lots provide. They write; Each hopes his own Immortal Name Will rise the Foremost in this Scroll of Fame. Full thirty Names into small Billets made, Are in a Cap's round sinuous Bottom laid; And that no Fraud may their great Hopes destroy Of a just Choice, they call a Singing Boy: Young William strait the great Design attends; Blushing, his Artless Novice-hand he lends.

The Prelate with his naked Hands and Eyes Thrice blesses all the Tickets; stirs 'em thrice: The Infant draws: First Brontin's Name appear'd; They all approve the Lot with due Regard: The Prelate hop'd a lucky Augury, And smiling wish'd the happy Brontin Joy. When