Addressed to a certain Lady, who was highly displeased, and ill-treated the Author, for giving his impartial Opinion (tho' she expressly commanded him) touching a design'd Publication of her's .

I.

How widely we mistake the Road,
Which Nature points to View,
Each Jack assumes the Gentleman,
An Author, strangely You .

II.

Squander no more whole Paper Reams,
Nor lavish precious Time;
Thimble and Needle better suit,
Than hobbling Dogg'rel Rhime.

III.

Apply your Sister's thrifty Art,
A Carpet will afford,
A nobler Field to shew your Parts,
And sooner stock your Board.