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EPIGRAM.
[Two Singers of late in contention were warm]
Two Singers of late in contention were warm,Which most, when they tun'd up their windpipes, cou'd charm;
To a Master of Music they jointly apply'd
This often-contested affair to decide;—
They quaver'd—they shak'd—and such graces were shown,
That each took't for granted the prize was his own:—
“Indeed, my good Friend, cries the Judge to the First,
“Of all earthly Singers, I think You're the Worst:—
“But as for you, Friend,” (turning round to the other)
“You can't sing at all—so must yield to your Brother.
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