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222 With birchen sceptre there command at will, Greater than Busby's self, or Doctor Gill; But who would be to the vile drudgery bound Where there so small encouragement is found? Where you, for recompense of all your pains, Shall hardly reach a common fiddler's gains? For when you've toiled, and laboured all you can, To dung and cultivate a barren brain, A dancing master shall be better paid, Though he instructs the heels, and you the head.