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AWM.731.006
29 Apr-6 May 1731:12, 21 (592)
To the author of the American Weekly Mercury.
Mr. Bradford, If you think fit to insert this piece in
your next Mercury, it will be a favour to, Sir, your humble
servant, E.M.
THE WITS AND POETS OF PENNSYLVANIA, A Poem. Part I.
. . . [Latin couplet by Horace]
'Twas when a gloom my pensive Soul o'er spread,
And every gay and cheerful though was fled;
As o're the expanded fields I cast my eye,
Two sportive, active colts I chanc't to spy.
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Avers, America's for this found out
That W--b might roar, and sing and make a rout:
Then tell us Georgee had been born at Rome,
But that like other folks he drops at home
Yet such a sweetness trills thro' all his strains,
To have ours ears so pleas'd, we could away with brains.
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With Sp--ws and Sh--tes he stuffs the savoury song,
And Beatle like, seems mighty fond of dung.
In Br--ks capacious breast the muses sit
Enrob'd with sense polite, and poignant wit;
His lines run smoothly, tho' the current strong;
He forms with ease, with judgement sings the song.
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