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Who reads false quant.i.ties in Seale, [5]
Or puzzles o'er the deep triangle; Depriv'd of many a wholesome meal; [xi]
In _barbarous Latin_ [6] doom'd to wrangle:
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Renouncing every pleasing page, From authors of historic use; Preferring to the letter'd sage, The square of the hypothenuse. [7]
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Still, harmless are these occupations, [xii]
That hurt none but the hapless student, Compar'd with other recreations, Which bring together the imprudent;
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Whose daring revels shock the sight, When vice and infamy combine, When Drunkenness and dice invite, [xiii]
As every sense is steep'd in wine.
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Not so the methodistic crew, Who plans of reformation lay: In humble att.i.tude they sue, And for the sins of others pray:
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Forgetting that their pride of spirit, Their exultation in their trial, [xiv]
Detracts most largely from the merit Of all their boasted self-denial.
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'Tis morn:--from these I turn my sight: What scene is this which meets the eye?
A numerous crowd array'd in white, [8]
Across the green in numbers fly.
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Loud rings in air the chapel bell; 'Tis hush'd:--what sounds are these I hear?
The organ's soft celestial swell Rolls deeply on the listening ear.
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To this is join'd the sacred song, The royal minstrel's hallow'd strain; Though _he_ who hears the _music_ long, [xv]
Will _never_ wish to _hear again_.
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Our choir would scarcely be excus'd, E'en as a band of raw beginners; All mercy, now, must be refus'd [xvi]
To such a set of croaking sinners.
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If David, when his toils were ended, Had heard these blockheads sing before him, To us his psalms had ne'er descended,-- In furious mood he would have tore 'em.
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The luckless Israelites, when taken By some inhuman tyrant's order, Were ask'd to sing, by joy forsaken, On Babylonian river's border.
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Oh! had they sung in notes like these [xvii]
Inspir'd by stratagem or fear, They might have set their hearts at ease, The devil a soul had stay'd to hear.
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But if I scribble longer now, [xviii]
The deuce a soul will _stay to read_; My pen is blunt, my ink is low; 'Tis almost time to _stop_, _indeed_.
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Therefore, farewell, old _Granta's_ spires!
No more, like _Cleofas_, I fly; No more thy theme my Muse inspires: The reader's tir'd, and so am I.
October 28, 1806.
[Footnote 1: The motto was prefixed in 'Hours of Idleness'.
"Fight with silver spears" ('i.e'. with bribes), "and them shall prevail in all things."]
[Footnote 2: The 'Diable Boiteux' of Le Sage, where Asmodeus, the demon, places Don Cleofas on an elevated situation, and unroofs the houses for inspection. [Don Cleofas, clinging to the cloak of Asmodeus, is carried through the air to the summit of S. Salvador.]
[Footnote 3: On the death of Pitt, in January, 1806, Lord Henry Petty beat Lord Palmerston in the contest for the representation of the University of Cambridge in Parliament.]
[Footnote 4: Probably Lord Henry Petty. See variant iii.]
