That the abusing of your ear's a crime,
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Above th' excuse any six lines in rhyme
Can make, the poet knows: I am but sent
T' intreat he may not be a president,
For he does think, that in this place there be
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Many have done't as much and more than he.
But here's, he says, the difference of the fates,
He begs a pardon after't, they estates.