On Cheveril
LIV.
— ON CHEVERIL.
[II]
CHEVERIL cries out my verses libels are ;
And threatens the Star-chamber, and the Bar.
What are thy petulant pleadings, CHEVERIL, then,
That quit'st the cause so oft, and rail'st at men ?
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