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Rather than own his Ignorance, and Learn,
Let every thing have its due Place and Time.
A Comick Subject loves an Humble Verse,
Thyestes scorns a low and Comick Stile.
Yet Comedy sometimes may raise her voice,
And Chremes be allow'd to foam and rail:
Tragedians too, lay by their State to grieve;
Peleus and Telephus exil'd and poor,
Forget their swelling, and Gygantick Words.
He that would have Spectators share his Grief,
Must write not only well, but movingly,
And raise Mens Passions to what height he will,
We Weep and Laugh as we see others doe,
He only makes me sad who shews the way,
And first is sad himself, then (Telephus)
I feel the weight of your Calamities,
And fancy all your miseries my Own,
Let every thing have its due Place and Time.
A Comick Subject loves an Humble Verse,
Thyestes scorns a low and Comick Stile.
Yet Comedy sometimes may raise her voice,
And Chremes be allow'd to foam and rail:
Tragedians too, lay by their State to grieve;
Peleus and Telephus exil'd and poor,
Forget their swelling, and Gygantick Words.
He that would have Spectators share his Grief,
Must write not only well, but movingly,
And raise Mens Passions to what height he will,
We Weep and Laugh as we see others doe,
He only makes me sad who shews the way,
And first is sad himself, then (Telephus)
I feel the weight of your Calamities,
And fancy all your miseries my Own,
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