The works of Mr. Thomas Brown Serious and Comical, In Prose and Verse; In four volumes. The Fourth Edition, Corrected, and much Enlarged from his Originals never before publish'd. With a key to all his Writings |
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[Let Codrus, that nauseous pretender to Wit]
Let Codrus, that nauseous pretender to Wit,Condemn all my Works before Courtier and Cit;
I bear all with Patience, whatever he says,
And value as little his Scandal as Praise.
Vain-glory no longer my Genius does fire,
'Tis Interest alone tunes the Strings of my Lyre.
Integrity's nought but a plausible Sham,
For Money I Praise, and for Money I Damn.
Old politic Bards, for Fame have no itching,
The Apollo I court, is the Steam of a Kitchin.
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