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Book II. Thou triumph'st, Victor of the high-wrought day, And the pleas'd dame, soft-smiling, lead'st away. Osborne, thro' perfect modesty o'ercome, Crown'd with the Jordan, walks contented home. But now for Authors nobler palms remain; Room for my Lord! three jockeys in his train; Six huntsmen with a shout precede his chair: He grins, and looks broad nonsense with a stare. His Honour's meaning Dulness thus exprest, "He wins this Patron, who can tickle best." He chinks his purse, and takes his seat of state: With ready quills the Dedicators wait;