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is to be by him expended in preparing and delivering medicines to the poor at their intrinfic value, in fuch manner, and at fuch times, and by fuch orders and directions, as by the major part of the fubfcribers hereto shall in writing be hereafter appointed and directed for that purpose.

In witnefs whereof we have hereunto fet our hands and feals, this twenty-fecond day of December, 1696. Tho. Millington, Præses.

Tho. Burwell, Elect. and
Cenfor.

Sam. Collins, Elect.

Edw. Browne, Elect.

Rich. Torlefs, Elect, and

Cenfor.

Edw. Hulfe, Elect.
Tho. Gill, Cenfor.
Will. Dawes, Cenfor.
Jo. Hutton.
Rob. Brady.
Hans Sloane.
Rich. Morton.
John Hawys.
Ch. Harel.
Rich. Robinfon.
John Bateman.
Walter Mills.

Thomas Gibfon.

Charles Goodall.

Edm. King.

Sam. Garth.

Barnh. Soame.
Denton Nicholas.

Jofeph Gaylard.
John Woollafton.
Steph. Hunt.

Oliver Horfeman.
Rich. Morton, Jun.
David Hamilton.

Hen. Morelli.
Walter Harris.
William Briggs.
Th. Colladon.
Martin Lifter.
Jo. Colbatch.

Bernard Connor.
W. Cockburn.

Dan. Coxe.
Henry Sampfon

J. le Feure,

P. Syl

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GARTH,

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DISPENSARY.

H that fome genius, whofe poetic vein

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Like Montague's could a juft piece fuftain,
Would fearch the Grecian and the Latin store,
And thence present thee with the purest ore:
In lafting numbers praife thy whole design,
And manly beauty of each nervous line!
Shew how your pointed fatire's sterling wit,
Does only knaves or formal blockheads hit;
Who 're gravely dull, infipidly ferene,
And carry all their wifdom in their mien
Whom thus expos'd, thus stripp'd of their disguise,
None will again admire, moft will defpife!
Shew in what noble verfe Naffau you fing,
How fuch a poet's worthy fuch a king!
When Somers' charming eloquence you praise,
How loftily your tuncful voice you raise !
But my poor feeble Mufe is as unfit
To praife, as imitate what you have writ,
Artifts alone fhould venture to commend
What Dennis can't condemn, nor Dryden mend:
What must, writ with that fire and with that ease,
The beaux, the ladies, and the critics, please.

C. BOYLE.

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MY FRIEND THE AUTHOR,

As

DESIRING MY OPINION OF HIS POEM.

SK me not, friend, what I approve or blame;
Perhaps I know not why I like, or damn;
I can be pleas'd; and I dare own I am.
I read thee over with a lover's eye;

Thou haft no faults, or I no faults can spy;
Thou art all beauty, or all blindness I.
Critics and aged beaux of fancy chaste,

Who ne'er had fire, or else whofe fire is past,
Muft judge by rules what they want force to taste.
I would a poet, like a miftress, try,

Not by her hair, her hand, her nose, her eye;
But by fome namelefs power, to give me joy.
The nymph has Grafton's, Cecil's, Churchill's charms,
If with refiftlefs fires my foul the warms,

With balm upon her lips, and raptures in her arms.
Such is thy genius, and fuch art is thine,

Some fecret magic works in every line;

We judge not, but we feel the power divine.
Where all is juft, is beauteous, and is fair,
Distinctions vanish of peculiar air.

Loft in our pleasure, we enjoy in you
Lucretius, Horace, Sheffield, Montague.
And yet 'tis thought, some critics in this town,
By rules to all, but to themselves, unknown,
Will damn thy verfe, and juftify their own.

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Why

Why let them damn: were it not wondrous hard
Facetious Mirmil* and the City Bard,

So near ally'd in learning, wit, and skill,

Should not have leave to judge, as well as kill?
Nay, let them write; let them their forces join,
And hope the motley piece may rival thine.
Safely defpife their malice, and their toil,
Which vulgar ears alone will reach, and will defile.
Be it thy generous pride to please the best,
Whofe judgement, and whofe friendship, is a teft.
With learned Hans thy healing cares be join'd;
Search thoughtful Ratcliffe to his inmoft mind;
Unite, reftore your arts, and fave mankind:
Whilft all the bufy Mirmils of the town
Envy our health, and pine away their own.
Whene'er thou would'st a tempting Muse engage,
Judicious Walth can best direct her rage.
To Somers and to Dorfet too fubmit,
And let their stamp immortalize thy wit.
Confenting Phoebus bows, if they approve,
And ranks thee with the foremost bards above.
Whilft thefe of right the deathlefs laurel fend,
Be it my humble business to commend

The faithful, honest man, and the well-natur'd friend.

CHR. CODRINGTON.

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Dr. Gibbons.

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