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Abdon, who with his Post his Truth maintains,
Whose steady Soul a Wav'ring Renegade disdains.
Thracio, who arrogantly vaunted Young,
The Politicians Art, and Poet's Song,
Shall now the Fame his Friends bestow'd, destroy,
Shall be the Tories Scorn as once their Joy.
An errant Judas, of the Motley Train,
Perfidious, Noisy, Impudent, and Vain.
An Agent fit to propagate my Ends,
Who basely for a Place will quit his Friends.
For let but Scriba, that Rich Worthless Fool,
Fantastically Formal, Gayly Dull;
Let him unwillingly resign his Post,
Thracio and all his fine Harangues are lost.
Let these, as useful Tools a while possess
The Court Preferments, and indulge their Ease.
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