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NHG-P.767.067
23 Oct 1767:23 (577)
From a London paper of the 21st of August.
THE PRESENT AGE.
No more, my friend! of vain applause,
Nor complimental rhymes:
Come, Muse, let's call another cause,
And sing about the times.
For, of all the ages ever known,
The present is the oddest;
As all the men are honest grown,
And all the women, modest.
No lawyers now are found of fees,
Nor clergy of their dues:
Few people at the play one sees,
At church, what crowded pews!
. . . [14 verses]
Ha! think you so! my honest clown!
Then take another light on't
Just turn the picture upside-down,
I fear you'll see the right on't.
[signed] O. W.
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