To Censorious Courtling
COURTLING, I rather thou should'st utterly Dispraise my work, than praise it frostily: When I am read, thou feign'st a weak applause, As if thou wert my friend, but lack'dst a cause. This but thy judgment fools: the other way Would both thy folly and thy spite betray.
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