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Rh Yet Chesterfield, whose polished pen inveighs

'Gainst laughter, fought for freedom to our Plays;

Unchecked by Megrims of patrician brains,

And damning Dulness of Lord Chamberlains.

Repeal that act! again let Humour roam

Wild o'er the stage—we've time for tears at home;

Let Archer plant the horns on Sullen's brows,

And Estifania gull her "Copper" spouse;

The moral's scant—but that may be excused,

Men go not to be lectured, but amused.

He whom our plays dispose to Good or Ill