To Dr. F. B. on His Book of Chess
Sir , now unravell'd is the Golden Fleece:
Men that could only fool at Fox and Geese,
Are new made Polititians by thy Book,
And both can judge and conquer with a Look.
The hidden fate of Princes you unfold;
Court, Clergy, Commons, by your Law control'd;
Strange, Serious Wantoning, all that they
Bluster'd, and clutter'd for, you play .
Men that could only fool at Fox and Geese,
Are new made Polititians by thy Book,
And both can judge and conquer with a Look.
The hidden fate of Princes you unfold;
Court, Clergy, Commons, by your Law control'd;
Strange, Serious Wantoning, all that they
Bluster'd, and clutter'd for, you play .
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