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344 Oh! ! if aught can move thy pen,

Let Comedy assume her throne again;

Abjure the mummery of German schools;

Leave new Pizarros to translating fools;

Give, as thy last memorial to the age,

One classic drama, and reform the stage.

Gods! o'er those boards shall Folly rear her head,

Where trod, and  lives to tread?

On those shall Farce display Buffoonery's mask,

And Hook conceal his heroes in a cask?

Shall sapient managers new scenes produce