To a Poet, who would have Me Praise Certain Bad Poets, Imitators of His and Mine
| You say, as I have often given tongue |
| In praise of what another’s said or sung, |
| ’Twere politic to do the like by these; |
| But was there ever dog that praised his fleas? |
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