Of passions, too, I have proved enough to blame,
To the great pleasure of our friends, Mankind,
Who like to mix some slight alloy with fame;
For I was rather famous in my time,
Until I fairly knocked it up with rhyme.
X.
I have brought this world about my ears, and eke
The other; that's to say, the Clergy—who
Upon my head have bid their thunders break
In pious libels by no means a few.