"Your stanzas must not only chime, / But sense refin'd keep pace with rhime, / As with their paste, Cooks raisins mingle, / Rich thoughts must knead with sterile jingle."
Cowley's Ode on Wit, Paraphrased [from Juvenile Poems]
John Lees Courtenay, <u>Juvenile Poems</u> (London: J. Jones, 1796). &lt;<a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=HlICAAAAQAAJ">Link to Google Books</a>