Swelld limbs with no outline that you can descry

Swelld limbs with no outline that you can descry
That Stink in the Nose of a Stander by
But all the Pulp washd painted finishd with labour
Of an hundred Journeymens how dye do Neighbour

[Major testament of]

[A PRETTY EPIGRAM FOR THOSE WHO HAVE GIVEN HIGH PRICES FOR BAD PICTURES AND NEVER]

A PRETTY EPIGRAM FOR [THOSE] THE
ENTERTAINMENT OF THOSE WHO [PAY]
HAVE PAID GREAT SUMS IN THE VENETIAN &
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