I Have My Laurel Chaplet On My Head If, 'Mongst These Many Numbers To Be Read, But One By You Be Hugg'D And Cherished. Peruse My Measures Thoroughly, And Where Your Judgment Finds A Guilty Poem, There Be You A Judge; But Not A Judge Severe. The Mean Pass By, Or Over, None Contemn; The Good Applaud; The Peccant Less Condemn, Since Absolution You Can Give To Them. Stand Forth, Brave Man, Here To The Public Sight; And In My Book Now Claim A Twofold Right: The First As Doctor, And The Last As Knight.