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DIALOGUE. II.
A. Yet none but you by Name the Guilty lash;
Ev'n [1]Guthry saves half Newgate by a Dash:
Spare then the Person, and expose the Vice.
B. How Sir! not damn the Sharper, but the Dice?
Come on then Satire! gen'ral, unconfin'd,
Spread thy broad wing, and sowze on all the Kind.
Ye Statesmen, Priests, of one Religion all!
Ye Tradesmen vile, in Army, Court, or Hall!
Ye Rev'rend Atheists!—A. Scandal! name them, Who?
B. Why that's the thing you bid me not to do.
Who starv'd a Mother, who forswore a Debt,
I never nam'd—the Town's enquiring yet.
The pois'ning Dame—A. You mean—B. I don't.A. You do.
B. See! now I keep the Secret, and not you.
The bribing Statesman—A. Hold! too high you go.
B. The brib'd Elector—A. There you stoop too low.
B. I fain wou'd please you, if I knew with what:
Tell me, which Knave is lawful Game, which not?
Must great Offenders, once escap'd the Crown,
Like Royal Harts, be never more run down?

  1. The Ordinary of Newgate, who publishes the Memoirs of the Malefactors.

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