_Taste_ it had none; for, having long lain by, 'Twas lost like Camphire that doth quickly fly; But, as it never was in Print before, 'Twas new, they all believe, for COLLEY swore. When one, as Deputy for all the rest, Thus, in due Form, their Advocate addrest. _Great Laureat_, thou whose yearly tuneful Notes Deafen the Court from Chappel-royal Throats, Oft has this Enemy to our Repose Wak'd us from Slumbers where we quiet doze, Reeking with Malice, and of Satire full, He neither lets us sin in quiet, or be dull: You too, with us, have his Attacks withstood, Have answer'd not, or wou'd not, if you cou'd; And to receive his Insults, in your _Life_, You offer'd him Release from all your Strife: So once did CU--L, but he accepted not, As if ye both contemptible he thought; But sure this last Affront must give you Pain; Can you your usual Temper now retain? If this not rouse you, all our Hopes we'll quit, And sue out Bankruptcy against your Wit: Therefore, as _Monarch_ of the _scribling Crew_, } This is a Debt to both our Int'rests due, } For us he _d--ns_ at once, in _lashing_ you. } Let L--IS then the happy Offspring rear, Tis safe, if once committed to his Care. He yields to their Intreaties, and then smil'd, The Goddess spread her Vapour round more mild, And strait a Form appear'd, like _ancient Fame_, } Her Wings, her Trumpet, and her Robe the same, } Each rous'd at once, and thought he grasp'd the Dame; } But found 'twas all a Cloud or empty Space; No Substance, tho' the Out-line they cou'd trace. And, thus disturb'd, a strange unsav'ry Fume Diffus'd itself around th' Assembly Room: The Scent each mad'ning Brain did instant strike, All star'd, and thought it FAME, it look'd so like; COLLEY at once disclaim'd her--"For, says he, "I even _Bread and Cheese_ prefer to _thee_; "The Smiles of Monarchs may no Comfort bring; "But then the _Sack's_ a wholsome pleasing Thing: "Had I won thee, I might have scap'd a Sneer, "And lost the _twice One Hundred Pounds a Year_. "Then pray, dear Madam, if you please, be gone; "Come you a Spy to make our Counsels known?" When thus the Fantom----"Ye're my Children all; "Thee, COLLEY, I my eldest Darling call; "Mistake not, I usurp no borrow'd Name, "And hate, as much as you, the Sound of FAME; "Tho' I a Shadow on her Steps attend, "When she appears, my Empire's at an End: "Your stern Antagonist draws _Dulness_ right, "Daughter of CHAOS, and _eternal Night_; "Wits boast their PALLAS sprung from Brain of JOVE; "We too had our Original above, "And claim the Heraldry of God-like Race, "Part of the Cloud IXION did embrace; "Whence form'd in Aid of _Dulness_ and her Train, "I oft her sinking Works in Air sustain; "And when they otherwise wou'd fall downright, "I waft them upwards to a second Flight: "So when the new-made Honours were confer'd