90. To Chrestillus

Smooth verse you hate, but love the kind
That tumbles over crags linguistic;
Milton is weaker to your mind
Than any babbler archaistic.

You set up rugged word and phrase
For imitation—'twould not hurt you
If, like the ancients whom you praise,
You too adopted rugged virtue.
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