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Rh Cease to deceive; thy pilfered harp restore,

Nor teach the Lusian Bard to copy.

Behold—Ye Tarts!—one moment spare the text! —

's last work, and worst—until his next;

Whether he spin poor couplets into plays,

Or damn the dead with purgatorial praise,