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 Just Heaven! to see the dunghill bastard brood Survive in thee, and make the proverb good ? Then vote a worthy citizen to jail, In spite of justice, and refuse his bail!"

ON A PRINTER'S BEING SENT TO NEWGATE.

ETTER we all were in our graves, Than live in slavery to slaves; Worse than the anarchy at sea, Where fishes on each other prey; Where every trout can make as high rants O'er his inferiours, as our tyrants; And swagger while the coast is clear: But, should a lordly pike appear, Away you see the varlet scud, Or hide his coward snout in mud. Thus, if a gudgeon meet a roach, He dare not venture to approach; Yet still has impudence to rise, And, like Domitian, leap at flies. THE