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Harmonious Cibber entertains The court with annual birthday strains, Whence Gay was banished in disgrace, Where Pope will never show his face, Where Young must torture his invention To flatter knaves, or lose his pension.
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Know, Eusden thirsts no more for sack or praise; He sleeps among the dull of ancient days; Where wretched Withers, Ward, and Gildon rest, And high-born Howard, more majestic sire, With fool of quality completes the choir. Thou, Cibber! thou his laurel shalt support; Folly, my son, has still a friend at court.