To bind the tyger in so weak a chain.
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The Muse’s labour then success shall crown,
When Folly feels her smile, and Vice her frown.
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Let Satire then her proper object know,
And ere she strikes, be sure she strikes a foe.
Nor fondly deem the real fool confest,
Because blind Ridicule conceives a jest.”
Another critic[66] of that time utters a similar caution: