Durgen Or, A Plain Satyr upon a Pompous Satyrist. Amicably Inscrib'd, by the Author, to those Worthy and Ingenious Gentlemen misrepresented in a late invective Poem, call'd, The Dunciad [by Edward Ward] |
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Would to his best Promoters give offence,
And with repudious Dirt and groundless Spight,
Defile their fame, to make his own less bright?
What pert Offender, to indulge his Pride,
Would vex the Bench by whom he must be try'd,
And at those very Persons vent his Gall,
By whose sole Judgment he must stand or fall.
For tho' the little Great imperial Bard,
So fond of his own Works, may think it hard,
That such a Race of Mortals should presume
To crush his Muse with so severe a doom,
That neither Poet, Player, Beau nor Bel,
Henceforward shall allow her to excel;
But of foul Calumny must stand accus'd,
Till level with those Wits she has abus'd,
Then shall our Bard quit Isis for a Bog,
Transform his shape into a Dunciad Frog,
And with those Vermin cry, God save King Log.
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