An Acrostic Against Acrostics

[To Edward Hogg]

Envy not the wretched Poet Doomed to pen these teasing strains, Wit so cramped, ah, who can show it, Are the trifles worth the pains. Rhyme compared with this were easy, Double Rhymes may not displease ye.

Homer, Horace sly and caustic, Owed no fame to vile acrostic. G's, I am sure, the Readers choked with, Good men's names must not be joked with.