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A SMOCK in the TEETH.

The magick charms which smile beneath the smock,
Have Romans brought to the Tarpeian rock:
Wisdom's white hairs have into exile drove,
And the world's Conquerors dissolv'd in Love.
The first great quarrel was for Helen's charms,
And her white smock drew all the Greeks in arms:
Ten bloody years Troy stood the adverse shock,
And ow'd at last her ruin to a smock.
To save this smock was all the Trojan's pride,
The Greeks fought with it in their teeth, and died.
When smock inspir'd, the Bard he sung the best,
Without it Ovid's works had had no zest:
Give Bays to Bards, to Kings the laurel wreath,
But let me have the smock within my teeth!