563 _Let Comedy resume her throne again_. Let Comedy assume her throne again. 581 569 _Where_ GARRICK _trod, and_ KEMBLE _lives to tread_. Where GARRICK trod, and SIDDONS lives to tread 587 614 _Raise not your scythe, Suppressors of our Vice_. Whet not your scythe, Suppressors of our Vice. 632 625 _The Arbiter of pleasure and of play_. Our arbiter of pleasure and of play. 643 661 _And, kinder still, a_ PAGET _for your wife_. And, kinder still, two PAGETS for your wife. 679 728 _Want your defence, let Pity be your screen_. Want is your plea, let Pity be your screen. 746 742 _Some stragglers skirmish round their columns still_. Some stragglers skirmish round the columns still. 760 815 _The spoiler came; and all thy promise fair_ 816 _Has sought the grave, to sleep for ever there_. The Spoiler swept that soaring Lyre away, 834 Which else had sounded an immortal lay. 835 891 _The native genius with their feeling given_. The native genius with their being given. 909 903 _Let MOORE be lewd; let STRANGFORD steal from Moore_. Let MOORE still sigh; let STRANGFORD steal from MOORE. 921 922 _For outlawed SHERWOOD'S tales of ROBIN HOOD_. For SHERWOOD'S outlaw tales of ROBIN HOOD. 940 946 _And even spurns the great Seatonian prize_. Even from the tempting ore of Seaton's prize. 964 965 _So sunk in dullness and so lost in shame_, 966 _That SMYTHE and HODGSON scarce redeem thy fame_. So lost to Phoebus, that nor Hodgson's verse 983 Can make thee better, nor poor Hewson's worse. 984 969 _On her green banks a greener wreath is wove_. On her green banks a greener wreath she wove. 987 972 _And modern Britons justly praise their Sires_. And modern Britons glory in their Sires. 990 984 _Earth's chief Dictatress, Ocean's mighty Queen_. Earth's chief Dictatress, Ocean's lovely Queen. 1002 1005 _But should I back return, no lettered rage_ 1006 _Shall drag my common-place book on the stage_: 1007 _Let vain VALENTIA rival luckless CARR_, 1008 _And equal him whose work he sought to mar_. But should I back return, no tempting press 1023 Shall drag my Journal from the desk's recess; 1024 Let coxcombs, printing as they come from far, 1025 Snatch his own wreath of Ridicule from Carr. 1026 1016 _I leave topography to classic GELL._ I leave topography to rapid GELL. 1034 1018 _To stun mankind with Poesy or Prose_. To stun the public ear--at least with Prose. 1036