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THE SECOND SONG IN SIR BARNABY WHIGG, by                    
First Line: Farewell my lov'd sciencce, my former delight
Last Line: I divert all the town with my thrumming and thrashing.
Subject(s): Shadwell, Thomas (1642-1692)

Farewel my lov'd science, my former delight,
Moliere is quite riffled, then how should I write;
My fancy 's grown sleepy, my quibling is done,
And design or Invention alas I have none;
But still let the Town never doubt my Condition,
Though I fall a dam'd Poet I'll mount a Musitian.

I got fame by filching from Poems and Plays,
But my Fidling and drinking has lost me the Bays;
Like a fury I rail'd, like a Satyr I writ,
Thersites my humour, and Fleckno my wit;
But to make some amends for my snarling and lashing,
I divert all the Town with my Thrumming and Thrashing.

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