For FAME, when all is said and done, Tho' a coy mistress, may be won; And half the thought, and pains, and time, You take to jingle easy rhime, Would make an ODE, would make a PLAY, Done into English, MALLOCH's way, —Stretch out your more Heroic feet, And write an ELEGY complete. Or, not a more laborious task, Could not you pen a Classic MASQUE?
