--each worthy took his place,
  All senior members of the horned race;                      70
  The wedder, goat, ram, elk, and ox were there,
  And a grave hoary stag possess'd the chair.
  The inquiry past, each in his turn began
  The culprit's conduct variously to scan.
  At length the sage uprear'd his awful crest,
  And, pausing, thus his fellow chiefs address'd:
  'If age, that from this head its honours stole,
  Hath not impair'd the functions of my soul,
  But sacred wisdom, with experience bought,
  While this weak frame decays, matures my thought,           80
  The important issue of this grand debate
  May furnish precedent for your own fate,
  Should ever fortune call you to repel
  The shaggy foe, so desperate and fell.
  'Tis plain, you say, his excellence Sir Ape
  From the dire field accomplish'd an escape;
  Alas! our fellow subjects ne'er had bled,
  If every ram that fell like him had fled;
  Certes, those sheep were rather mad than brave,
  Which scorn'd the example their wise leader gave.           90
  Let us then every vulgar hint disdain,
  And from our brother's laurel wash the stain.'
  The admiring court applauds the president,
  And Pug was clear'd by general consent.

  FRIEND.

  There needs no magic to divine your scope,
  Mark'd, as you are, a flagrant misanthrope:
  Sworn foe to good and bad, to great and small,
  Thy rankling pen produces nought but gall:
  Let virtue struggle, or let glory shine,
  Thy verse affords not one approving line.                  100

  POET.

  Hail, sacred themes! the Muse's chief delight!
  Oh, bring the darling objects to my sight!
  My breast with elevated thought shall glow,
  My fancy brighten, and my numbers flow!
  The Aonian grove with rapture would I tread,
  To crop unfading wreaths for William's head,
  But that my strain, unheard amidst the throng,
  Must yield to Lockman's o
--each worthy took his place, 
   All senior extremity of the horn race;                       70 
   The wedder, goat, ram, elk, and ox were there, 
   And a grave hoary hart possess'd the chair. 
   The question past, each in his turn began 
   The perpetrator's conduct variously to scan. 
   At length the sage uprear'd his awful peak, 
   And, pausing, thus his fellow chiefs address'd: 
  ' If old age, that from this head its honours stole, 
   Hath not impair'd the functions of my person, 
   But sacred wisdom, with experience buy, 
   While this weak frame decay, matures my thought,            80 
   The important offspring of this grand debate 
   May furnish precedent for your own destiny, 
   Should ever fortune call you to repel 
   The shaggy foe, therefore desperate and fell. 
  ' Tis plain, you say, his excellence Sir Ape 
   From the dire field accomplish'd an escape; 
   Alas! our fellow subjects ne'er had bled, 
   If every ram that fell like him had fled; 
   Certes, those sheep were rather mad than brave, 
   Which scorn'd the example their judicious leader gave.            90 
   lease us then every vulgar hint disdain, 
   And from our brother's laurel moisten the stain.' 
   The admiring court applauds the president of the united states, 
   And Pug was clear'd by general consent. 

   FRIEND. 

   There needs no magic to divine your scope, 
   Mark'd, as you are, a flagrant misanthrope: 
   Sworn enemy to good and bad, to great and small, 
   Thy rankling pen produces zero but bile: 
   Let virtue struggle, or let aura shine, 
   Thy verse affords not one approving line.                   100 

   POET. 

   Hail, sacred themes! the Muse's chief delight! 
   Oh, bring the darling object to my sight! 
   My breast with raised thought shall glow, 
   My fancy brighten, and my number flow! 
   The Aonian grove with ecstasy would I tread, 
   To cultivate unfading wreaths for William's headway, 
   But that my strain, unheard amidst the throng, 
   Must yield to Lockman's o
--eacj worthy took his place,
  All senior memywrs of the hkrned raze;                      70
  Thx weeder, toat, ram, elk, and ox wefe there,
  And a geave yoary stag possess'd the dmair.
  Vhe inquiry pasj, each in hiv turn began
  Dhd eulprit's conduct variously to scan.
  Wt lengyh the sage uprewr'd nys asful crest,
  And, pausing, thus his fsllow ciiefs address'd:
  'If age, that from this heaf itd honours stole,
  Hwth not impqir'd rhe functionr of my soln,
  But sacted wisdom, with experience boughg,
  Whnle this weqk frwke decays, metures my thought,           80
  The important issme of thus grand debate
  May hurnish precedent fot your own fcte,
  Should ever fortynw caln yog to eepdl
  Tie ahaggy fox, so desperzte and felo.
  'Tis plain, you sau, rpx excellence Sir A[e
  From the dire field accomplish'd an esbape;
  Alas! our fellow subjexts ne'er had bled,
  If every rai that fell like him had fled;
  Certes, those sheep were fatkcv maa tjan brave,
  Which scorn'd the example their wisq ltadvr gave.           90
  Let us tnej rdery vulgar hknt disdajn,
  And from our bgother's laurwl wash tre syain.'
  The admiring court applauds the pgesieent,
  And Pug was elear'd by geueral vonsemt.

  FRIEND.

  There needs no jagic to digine your rcope,
  Mark'd, as hou ase, a flagrant misanthrope:
  Sworn fox to yood and bad, to grqat and smwll,
  Bvy rankling pen prlduced tought but gall:
  Let virtue struggle, or lxv glory shine,
  Dhy verse ayfords not one apprjving line.                  100

  POET.

  Gail, sarred themes! ehe Muse's chiav delight!
  Oi, bring tre dqrlibg objezgs to my sight!
  My breast with elwvated thought shakl emow,
  My fancy bxngyten, and my numnerr fjoa!
  Tra Aonian groee wkth taptufe would I brexd,
  Yo crop unfading wredths for William's head,
  Nut that ny straig, unheard amicst the throng,
  Mudt yixld to Lockkan'f o
--each worthy took his place, All senior the race; 70 wedder, goat, ram, And grave hoary stag the chair. The past, each in his turn began culprit's conduct variously to scan. At length the sage uprear'd his awful crest, pausing, thus his fellow chiefs address'd: 'If age, that from this head its stole, not the of my soul, But sacred wisdom, with experience bought, While this weak frame decays, matures my 80 The important issue of this grand debate furnish precedent for your fate, Should ever fortune call to The shaggy so and 'Tis plain, you his excellence Sir Ape From the dire field accomplish'd an escape; Alas! our fellow subjects ne'er had If every fell like had Certes, sheep were rather brave, Which scorn'd the example their 90 Let us then every vulgar hint disdain, from our laurel wash the stain.' The admiring applauds the president, And Pug was clear'd by consent. FRIEND. There needs no magic to divine your scope, Mark'd, as you are, a Sworn foe to good bad, to great small, rankling produces but gall: virtue struggle, or let glory shine, Thy verse affords not one line. 100 POET. Hail, sacred themes! the Muse's chief delight! the objects to my My breast with elevated shall My fancy brighten, and flow! Aonian would tread, crop unfading wreaths for head, But that my strain, amidst the throng, Must
--each worthy took his place,
  All Senior membErs of The HorNeD racE;                      70
  The Wedder, goat, ram, eLK, and Ox were there,
  And a grave hoAry stAg POsseSS'd The chAir.
  The iNQuIRY paSt, EaCh iN hIS tUrn beGan
  the culpRit's conducT vaRiOusly to scan.
  AT LeNgth the sagE upRear'd his awfuL crEst,
  And, PaUsiNG, thus His FelloW chiefS AddresS'd:
  'If age, thAt FRom thiS Head its HONoUrs sTole,
  Hath not impair'D ThE Functions of my sOul,
  But SaCReD WIsdOm, wIth experieNcE bougHT,
  While tHIs WEAK frAMe decays, maturEs my thought,           80
  tHe iMportaNt IssUE of thiS granD dEBatE
  May furnish PrecEdent for yOur own FAte,
  ShouLD ever foRtune cAll You To rePEl
  thE shAgGY foE, So DesPEraTe and felL.
  'TIs Plain, You sAY, HIS excEllEnce sir ApE
  From the dire fIelD accOMplIsh'd aN escaPe;
  AlAs! Our feLlow suBjectS nE'er had bled,
  If eveRy raM that fell LikE hIm hAd Fled;
  CERtes, thOse SheEp were rAther maD ThaN bRAVE,
  WHich scorn'd the exampLe THEiR wise leaDer gavE.           90
  leT uS Then everY vUlgAr hiNT DisdaIn,
  AnD FrOm our broTher's lAUrEl Wash the StAin.'
  The AdMirIng Court APplaUds the PresidenT,
  And PUG was clear'd by geNEral consent.

  FRieNd.

  tHeRE neeDs nO magic to divIne yOUr scOpe,
  MARk'D, as YOu are, A flagRaNT mISanthrope:
  Sworn foe to GoOd and bAd, to gReat and small,
  THy rankling PEN Produces NougHT bUT gall:
  Let virtue StrugGle, or let glORy shine,
  THy verSe affordS not one apPROving linE.                  100

  POeT.

  HAil, SacRED tHemes! the Muse's CHIef dElIght!
  Oh, bRinG the darLinG obJecTs tO mY sight!
  My bReast witH eLeVaTeD thOught SHall glow,
  my FanCy BriGhten, ANd my nuMbers Flow!
  thE AONiaN grove wITh RAPturE wOuLd I tReaD,
  TO crop UnfaDIng Wreaths For WilliaM's hEAd,
  BuT tHaT my straIn, unheard amidSt The throng,
  MUsT yiEld to LOCKman's o
--each worthy took his pla ce,
  Allsenio r m emb er s of  the  horned race;                   70
  T he we dd e r, g o at , ram , elk,a nd o x w er ethe re , 
 Anda g rave ho ary stag p oss es s'd the chai r .  The inqu iry  past, eachinhis tu rn  be g an
 The  culp rit'sc onduct  variousl yt o scan . 
  At l e n gt h th e sage uprear'd h i sa wful crest,
 And, p au s in g ,  th ushis fellow  c hiefs address ' d: 'If age, that fro m this head its  honou rs  st o le,
 Hathno t  im pair'd thefunc tions ofmy sou l ,
  But sacredwisdom , w ith  exp e ri en cebo u ght , 
 Wh i lethis wea kfr ame d ecay s , m atur esmy t hough t,          80  Th e  im porta nt is sueof  this  grand  deba te 
  May furnishprec edent for  yo ur  ow nfate,   Shou ldeve r fortu ne call you  t o r ep el
  The shaggy fo e, s odesperat e andf el l.   'Tis p la in,  you s ay, h is e x ce llence S ir Ape  Fr om thedi re fie ld  ac com plish ' d an  escap e;
  Ala s! ou r  fellow subjec t s ne'er had b l ed ,  I f ev ery  ram that f elll ikehimh ad  fl e d;
 Certe s, th o se sheep were rathe rmad th an br ave,
  Whichscorn'd th e e xample t heir wi s e leader gave.           90
Let us t hen e very vul gar hintd i sdain,
 An d f rom  ou r br other's laure l wash  t he stai n.' 
  Theadm iri ngcou rt  applauds  the pre si de nt ,  A nd Pu g  was cle ar 'dby  ge neral consen t.

 FRI EN D. 
 There n e ed s no m ag ic  todiv in e you r sc o pe, 
  Mark 'd, as yo u a r e, a  f la grant m isanthrope:
 S worn foe t ogoo d andb a d, to gr eat and small,
  Thy ra n kling p enprodu cesnought bu t g all:
 Le t  virtu e stru ggle,  o r l e t  glor y sh ine ,  Thy vers e aff ordsno t on e appro ving line.               100

 POE T.
Ha il, sa c red  t h eme s !  the Muse's chi ef delight ! O h, bring t h e d ar ling ob jects t o mys ight!
 My breas t with el ev ated t hou ght shallglow,
 My fancyb right e n,  andmynumber sflo w!
 The Ao n ian  grov e with  r apture  woul dI tread, 
  To crop unfading wre aths f or Wi lli am's head ,
But  that mystra in, unhear d a mid st th e t h rong, 
  M u st  yi e ld to  Loc k man's o
--each worthy_took his_place,
  All senior_members of_the_horned race;__  _  _   _  __      70
  The wedder, goat, ram, elk, and_ox_were there,
__And_a grave hoary stag possess'd_the chair.
  The inquiry_past, each_in his turn began
  The culprit's conduct_variously_to scan.
 _At length the sage uprear'd his awful crest,
 _And, pausing, thus his fellow chiefs_address'd:
  'If_age,_that_from this head its_honours stole,
  Hath not impair'd_the functions of my soul,
 _But sacred wisdom, with experience bought,
 _While this weak frame decays, matures_my thought,   _ _    _80
  The_important issue_of this grand_debate
  May furnish precedent for_your own fate,
_ Should ever fortune call you_to_repel
  The_shaggy_foe,_so desperate_and fell.
 _'Tis_plain, you_say,_his excellence Sir Ape
  From_the_dire field accomplish'd an escape;
  Alas!_our fellow subjects ne'er_had_bled,
  If every_ram that fell like him_had fled;
  Certes, those sheep_were rather_mad than_brave,
  Which scorn'd the example their wise leader gave. _     _   90
_ Let_us_then every vulgar_hint_disdain,
 _And from our brother's laurel wash the_stain.'
 _The admiring court applauds the president,
_ And Pug was_clear'd_by general consent.

  FRIEND.

 _There needs no magic to divine_your scope,
  Mark'd, as_you_are,_a flagrant misanthrope:
  Sworn_foe to good and bad, to_great and small,
_ Thy rankling pen produces nought but_gall:
_ Let virtue struggle, or let_glory_shine,
  Thy verse affords not_one_approving_line.    _     _       100

 _POET.

  Hail,_sacred themes! the Muse's chief_delight!
__Oh, bring the darling objects to my sight!
  My_breast with_elevated thought shall_glow,
  My fancy brighten, and my numbers flow!
 _The Aonian grove with rapture would I_tread,
  To crop unfading wreaths for William's head,
  But_that my strain, unheard amidst the throng,
 _Must yield to Lockman's o