Prais’d Sw——t in Earnest, and sung Heav’n in Jest,
Here, mov’d by Whim, and there by Envy stung,
Would flatter Ch——s, or would libel ‡ Y——ge,
By F——n left, by Reverend Linguists hated,
Now learns to read the Greek he once translated.
Oh say, to him what Trophies shall be rais’d,
That unprovok’d will strike, and fawn unprais’d!
Each fav’rite Toast who marks, or rising Wit,
To sketch a Satire, that in Time may fit;
Still hopes your Sun-set, while he views your Noon,