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Let Destiny, the Prelate then reply'd,
Let Fortune by decisive Lots provide.
They write; Each hopes his own Immortal Name
Will rise the Foremost in this Scroll of Fame.
Full thirty Names into small Billets made,
Are in a Cap's round sinuous Bottom laid;
And that no Fraud may their great Hopes destroy
Of a just Choice, they call a Singing Boy:
Young William strait the great Design attends;
Blushing, his Artless Novice-hand he lends.

The Prelate with his naked Hands and Eyes
Thrice blesses all the Tickets; stirs 'em thrice:
The Infant draws: First Brontin's Name appear'd;
They all approve the Lot with due Regard:
The Prelate hop'd a lucky Augury,
And smiling wish'd the happy Brontin Joy.

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