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378 And Afric's coast and Calpe's adverse height,

And Stamboul's minarets must greet my sight:

Thence shall I stray through Beauty's native clime,

Where Kaff is clad in rocks, and crowned with snows sublime

But should I back return, no tempting press

Shall drag my Journal from the desk's recess;

Let coxcombs, printing as they come from far,

Snatch his own wreath of Ridicule from Carr;

Let and  still pursue

The shade of fame through regions of Virtù;