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THE ROSCIAD.
Some call'd for M———y, but that sound soon dy'd,And Desart Island rang on ev'ry side:Others for F—kl–n voted, but 'twas known, 65He sicken'd at all triumphs but his own:For Colman many, but the peevish tongueOf prudent age found out that he was young.
With sleek appearance, and with ambling pace,And, type of vacant head, with vacant face, 70The Proteus H–ll put in his modest plea———Let favour speak for others, worth for me.For who like him his various pow'rs could callInto so many shapes, and shine in all?Who could so nobly grace the motley list, 75Actor, Inspector, Doctor, Botanist.Knows any one so well, sure no one knows,At once to play, prescribe, compound, compose?Who can?—But Woodward came,—H–ll slipp'd away,Melting like ghosts before the rising day. 80
Cold-blooded critics, by enervate siresScarce hammer'd out, when Nature's feeble firesGlimmer'd their last; whose sluggish blood, half froze,Creeps lab'ring thro' the veins; whose heart ne'er glowsWith fancy-kindled heat—A servile race, 85Who in mere want of fault all merit place;

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