But two physicians, like a pair of oars,
Convey you soonest to the Stygian shores.
The following Lines were found among Mr. Pope’s Papers in his own Hand-writing.
Argyll, his praise when Southerne wrote,
First struck out this, and then that thought;
Said this was flattery, that a fault.
How shall your bard contrive?
My lord, consider what you do,
He’ll lose his pains and verses too;
For if these praises fit not you,