(Though she 'tis hop'd may condescend
To act as Little Johnny's friend)
This may be said, when first the eye
Does, by a careless glance, descry
The striking range of marshall'd words
Which a gay Title-Page affords.
But what's a name, as Shakespeare says,
It neither gives nor lessens praise;
Adds no fresh odour to the rose,
Nor any other flower that blows: