And hardly may you think that writer wise,
Who preaches there where he should poetize;
Yet where so rich a bank of goodness is,
Triumphs and Feasts admit such thoughts as this,
Nor will your virtue from her client turn,
Although he bring his tribute in an urn.
Enough of this: who knows not when to end
40Needs must, by tedious diligence, offend.
Tis not a poet's office to advance
The precious value of allegiance.