That thou wilt write against me, thou hast said,
A Threat, alas! which I but little dread:
Since, what Thou writ'st by none but Thee is read.
Yet if it were, such wretched Stuff 'twill be,
It more will scandalize Thyself, than Me.
Thy Pen, much like the Coward's Sword, thy Shame
Will by thy weak Defence but more proclaim.
A Threat, alas! which I but little dread:
Since, what Thou writ'st by none but Thee is read.
Yet if it were, such wretched Stuff 'twill be,
It more will scandalize Thyself, than Me.
Thy Pen, much like the Coward's Sword, thy Shame
Will by thy weak Defence but more proclaim.
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