The Soveraign Lyon had her fear no more.
But besides, 'tis above thirty Pages off that I told you she fear'd no Danger; and I'gad if you will have no Variation of the Character, you must have the same thing over and over again; 'tis the Beauty of Writing to strike you still with something new. Well, but to proceed.
Pag. 30.Good Lord, how she admir'd her Heavenly Hiew!
Here now to show you I am Master of all Stiles, I let my self down from the Majesty of Virgil, to the Sweetness of Ovid.
Good Lord, how she admir'd her Heavenly Hiew! What more easie and familiar! I writ this Line for the Ladies: The little Rogues will be so fond of me to find I can yet be so tender. I hate such a rough unhewen Fellow as Milton, that a Man must sweat to read Him; I'gad you may run over this and be almost asleep.
So far to see Her, did invite her Home.
There's a pretty Name now for the Spotted Mouse, the Viceroy!
Smith.But pray why d'e call her so?
Bayes.Why! Because it sounds prettily: I'll call her the Crown-General Pag. 55.presently if I've a mind to it. Well.
Pag. 31.did invite her HomeTo smoak a Pipe, and o're a sober Pot
Discourse of Oates and Bedloe, and the Plot.
She made a Court'sy, like a Civil Dame,
And, being much a Gentlewoman, came.
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