Lie Philo untouch'd, on my peaceable shelf, br Nor take it amiss that so little I heed thee; br I've no envy to thee, and some love to myself: br Then why should I answer since first I must read thee? br Drunk with Helicon's waters, and double-brew'd bub, br Be a linguist, a poet, a critic, a wag; br To the solid delight of thy well-judging club, br To the damage alone of thy bookseller Brag. br Pursue me with satire; what harm is there in't? br But from all viva voce reflection forbear; br There can be no danger from what thou shalt print, br There may be a little from what thou may'st swear.