An Epode to his worthy friend, Mr. John Dryden to advise him not to answer two malicious pamphlets against his tragedy called, The Duke of Guise. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A38528 of text R2103 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing E3181). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 3 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 2 1-bit group-IV TIFF page images. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 A38528 Wing E3181 ESTC R2103 12498240 ocm 12498240 62584 2264219622

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A38528) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 62584) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 210:29) An Epode to his worthy friend, Mr. John Dryden to advise him not to answer two malicious pamphlets against his tragedy called, The Duke of Guise. Dryden, John, 1631-1700. 1 sheet ([2] p.) Printed by J. Grantham, London : 1683. In verse. eng Dryden, John, 1631-1700. -- Duke of Guise. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo An epode to his worthy friend Mr. John Dryden, to advise him not to answer two malicious pamphlets against his tragedy called, The Duke of Guise. [no entry] 1683 4 517 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2002-07 Assigned for keying and markup 2002-09 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2002-10 Sampled and proofread 2002-10 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2002-12 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
AN EPODE To his worthy Friend Mr. John Dryden , To Advise him not to Answer Two malicious Pamphlets against his Tragedy called , The Duke of Guise . CAN Angry Frowns rest on thy Noble Brow For Trivial Things ? Or can a stream of muddy Water flow From th' Muses Springs ? Or great Apollo bend his Vengeful Bowe 'Gainst popular Stings ? Desist thy Passion then ; do not engage Thy self against the Wittals of the Age. Should we by stiff Tom Thimbles Faction fall , Lord ! with what noise The Coffee-Throats would bellow ! and the Ball O' th' Change rejoyce ! And , with the Company of Pinners-hall , Lift up their Voice ! Once the Head 's gone , the Good Cause is secure , The Members cannot long resist our Pow'r . Cross not their Humours , let the Wits proceed , 'Till they have thrown Their Venom up ; and made themselves indeed Rare Fops O'regrown : Let them on nasty Garbage Prey , and Feed , Till all is done : And by thy great resentment think it fit , To crush their Hopes as humble as their Wit. Consider the occasion , and you 'l find Your self severe : And unto Rashness much more here enclin'd , By far than there . Consider them , as in their proper Kind , 'Tween Rage and Fear . And then the Reason will appear most plain , A Worm that 's trod on will turn back again . What if they Censure without Brain , or Sence , 'T is now the fashion : Each giddy Fop endeavours to commence A Reformation . Pardon 'em for their Native Ignorance , And Brainsick Passion : For after all , True Men of Sence will say , Their Works can never parallel thy Play . 'T were fond to Pamper Spleen , 'cause Owls detest The Light of Day ; Or real Nonsence , which endures no Test , Condemns thy Play . Lodge not such petty Trifles in thy Breast , But barr their sway : And let them know , that thy Heroick Bays Can scorn their Censure , as it doth their Praise . Think not thy Answer will their Vice reclaim , Whose Heads are proof Against all Reason ; and in spight of shame , Will stand aloof . 'T would cherish farther Libels on thy Fame , Should those thee move . Stand firm , my Dryden , Maugre all their Plots ; Thy Bays shall Flourish , when their Ivy Rots . But if you are resolv'd to break your use , And basely sin In Answer . I 'le be sworn some Haggard Muse , Has you in her Gin ; Or in a fit you venture to abuse Your Polyhimn . You may serve him so far , — But if you do , All your true Friends , Sir , will Reflect on you . FINIS .

LONDON : Printed by I. Grantham , 1683.