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 Of all the fools that pride can boast,
 A Coxcomb claims distinction most.  
 Of all the fools that pride can boast,
 A Coxcomb claims distinction most. 
 A fop? In this brave, licentious age
 To bring his musty morals on the stage?
  Rhime us read more 
 A fop? In this brave, licentious age
 To bring his musty morals on the stage?
  Rhime us to reason? and our lives redress
   In metre, as Druids did the savages. 
 This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick 
in fortune, often the surfeits of read more 
 This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick 
in fortune, often the surfeits of our own behavior, we make 
guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and stars; as if we 
were villains on necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, 
thieves, and treachers by spherical predominance; drunkards, 
liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary 
influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on.
 An admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish 
disposition on the charge of a star. 
 'Tis mean for empty praise of wit to write,
 As fopplings grin to show their teeth are white.  
 'Tis mean for empty praise of wit to write,
 As fopplings grin to show their teeth are white. 
 A beau is one who arranges his curled locks gracefully, who ever 
smells of balm, and cinnamon; who hums read more 
 A beau is one who arranges his curled locks gracefully, who ever 
smells of balm, and cinnamon; who hums the songs of the Nile, and 
Cadiz; who throws his sleek arms into various attitudes; who 
idles away the whole day among the chair of the ladies, and is 
ever whispering into some one's ear; who reads little billets-
doux from this quarter and that, and writes them in return; who 
avoids ruffling his dress by contact with his neighbour's sleeve, 
who knows with whom everybody is in love; who flutters from feast 
to feast, who can recount exactly the pedigree of Hirpinus. What 
do you tell me? is this a beau, Cotilus? Then a beau, Cotilus, 
is a very trifling thing. 
 A lofty cane, a sword with silver hilt,
 A ring, two watches, and a snuff box gilt.  
 A lofty cane, a sword with silver hilt,
 A ring, two watches, and a snuff box gilt. 
 Nature made every fop to plague his brother,
 Just as one beauty mortifies another.  
 Nature made every fop to plague his brother,
 Just as one beauty mortifies another.