ROLOGUE TO THE ate of CAPUA Honourable Charles Boyle, Efq; R Bard refolv'd to quit this wicked Town, Poetick Offices lay down; weak Brother was drawn in again, aft Mistress tempted him to Sin. ny a Cautious Gallant in this Throng, ed when Old, whom they Debauch'd Young. Thus Thus the repenting Fair Ones vow in vain, From Cards,from Love, from Scandal to refrain;) For Eafter over, they relapse again. To Write well's hard, but I appeal to y'all, Some Men must Write,for Writing's their Disease, We have fo many greater Fools than they,. He'l try to gain,but he'l not steal your Hearts. His Mufe is Ruftick, and perhaps too plain, The Men of fqueamish Taftes to entertain: Who Who none but Dutcheffes will daign to toast, And Favours only from Front Boxes boaft. That's all Grimace, when Appetites are good, Be the Dress course, the Air and Manners rude, You can take up with wholfom Flesh and But he despairs of pleasing all the Nation, Here is fome Love,'tis true,fome Noife,fome War, fome Rabble-rout, And Senators of the Weak-fide thrown out. But in all this, here's nothing can Offend; Let Critick Foes remember 'tis past Lent, EPILOGUE, PS By Collonel Codrington. Oets fine Titles for Themselves may find I think'm the Fool-mongers of Mankind. The Charitabie Quacks indeed pretend They Trade in Fools only thofe Fools to mend: Yet they would scarcethe nauseoustask endure, But that, like Bedlam-Doctors, they are fure Το get by fhewing Fools they cannot Cure. |