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On Mr Thos Onslow breaking his collar bone
by a fall against the crane of this Phaeton
[underlined: by Mr Jekyll]

Dear Tom, how is your collar? In story we're told
That the cranes were at war with the Pigmies of Old;
But I thought that our Pigmies to day, had more brains
Than to wage any war with such things as the Cranes.
[flouishes]

Epitaph on Mr Toup translated from the Greek
by Bp [bishop] Lowth

Of stale Mouldy leavings, scraps, payments & orts
Of Lumber, & trump'ry, & trash of all Sorts;
Of Ballads & Jests, such as Catamites use
Strains of Vile Poetasters, the dregs of the Stews
See Toup for a Bishop his medly set forth
See the Critic's respect for high station & worth
      or
Toup forms a choice Medly nor blushes to dick up
An Archcritic's rank mess for a Revd. Archbishop.