With some fair one by side he would fain have adore him.
Now a passage to quote from an elegant Poet,
Whose name I can't tell, for I really don't know it;
It is not from Byron, or Chaucer, or Pope,
Or Milton, or Cowper, and I therefore must hope
You won't search through their writings to find it—
Let me see, is it Shakespeare's? no, 'tis n't his either;
Nor More's, Prior's, Dryden's—of theirs it is neither.
Where can I have read it? I cannot remember,
I might waste all my time from Spring to December,