Who [slily] drops quotations all about,
Packet or Post, and points their merit out;
Who advertises what reviewers say,
With sham editions every second day;
Who dares not trust his praises out of sight,
But hurries into fame with all his might;
Although the verse some transient praise obtains,
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Contempt is all the anxious poet gains.
Now, puffs exhausted, advertisements past,