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Thofe Afkaparts, men big enough to throw
A Giant famous in Romances. P.
Each man an Askapart, of strength to tofs
Courts are too much for wits so weak as mine: Charge them with Heaven's Artillery, bold Divine! From fuch alone the Great rebukes endure, Whofe Satire's facred, and whofe rage fecure : 'Tis mine to wash a few light ftains, but theirs To deluge fin, and drown a Court in tears. Howe'er what's now Apocrypha, my Wit, In time to come, may pass for holy writ.