THE POET AND THE CRITICS IF F those who wield the Rod forget, A certain Bard (as Bards will do) Where Fancy takes the place of Passion ;- In the less-crowded Age of ANne, But now, when Folks are hard to please, The Fates are not so prone to flatter, The Book, then, had a minor Credit: Sorely discomfited, our Bard Worked for another ten Years-hard. Meanwhile the World, unmoved, went on; His Critics had forgot his Name: And who, forsooth, is bound to know They tried and tested him, no less,— There is no MORAL to this Tale. THE TOYMAN WITH THE TOYMAN ITH Verse, is Form the first, or Sense? "Sense (cry the one Side), Sense, of course. "Form is the first (the Others bawl); |