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Rh So charming Ointments make an old Witch fly, And bear a crippled Carcas through the Sky. 'Tis this exalted Power, whoe Buines lies In Nonene and Impoibilities. This made a whimical Philoopher, Before the pacious World his Tub prefer; And we have modern cloyter'd Coxcombs, who Retire to think, 'caue they have nought to do: But thoughts are giv'n for Action's Government, Where Action ceaes, Thought's impertinent. thee Ideas are true or fale, 'tis certain they are expres'd with, an Energy and Fire which form the Poet. I hall be very far from attempting to examine philoophically into thee Veres; to lay down the Pencil and take up the Rule and Compas on this Occaion; my only