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Epigram on a hard-riding Youth named Taylor.
Taylor by name, but in no other sense,No tailor is he when he faces a fence;
To one Taylor alone can I fitly compare him, he
Reminds me, out hunting, of good Bishop Jeremy;
For when fences are stiff, and the field does not fancy 'em,
Ductor he then may be call'd Dubitantium;
And, when pitch'd from the saddle, he falls on his crown,
He reminds me again of the Bishop of Down.
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