The Works of Hildebrand Jacob ... Containing Poems on Various Subjects, and Occasions; With the Fatal Constancy, a Tragedy; and Several Pieces in Prose. The Greatest Part Never Before Publish'd |
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Minerva, and an Author.
DIALOGUE.
Minerva.Author , your Productions seem
Like a sick Man's troubled Dream;
Neither Middle, Tail, or Head;
Stole unfinish'd, cold, and dead.
Author.
Goddess of fine Arts! forgive!
I've no better Trade, to live;
And must suit my stupid Page
To the Genius of the Age:
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Get me Money and Renown.
Pallas, read this long Essay,
Made in a short Winter's Day;
And this Book I sweat, to Write,
A whole Summer's sultry Night;
Nothing now but these succeed:
None my finish'd Labours read.
Minerva.
From the Garret, Cellar, Plough
Authors I'll excite enough:
Crouds of Scriblers shall prevail,
Rise, like Mushrooms, thick as Hail!
Ægypt's resty King of Yore
Ne'er was plagu'd with Vermin more,
Than they shall the Town torment,
Till these tasteless Rogues relent,
Till I am ador'd, and see
Captiv'd Arts, and Nature free.
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