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LXXXII. POPULARITY: A DIALOGUE.
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“'Tis great to be the idol of the crowd,To live, and living, have one's claim allowed,
To rank above the herd of common men
By conquests of our arm, our voice, our pen,”
Said Brown complacently—“Such fate is mine!
My poems sell, and critics all combine
To recognise them as the true divine.”
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But, Brown! my worthy friend, reflect awhile,Ere you out-value fickle fortune's smile—
That popular favour is not merit's test,
And sometimes calls the worst the very best;
And that a thousand fools are sooner found
Than ten wise men upon the crowded ground,
Where donkeys bray, and whisk their ears around.
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And tell me, Brown! ere you exult too muchBecause the crowd makes answer to your touch,—
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Than Shakspeare's glories that the few adore;
And if the many visiting Tussaud
Do not prefer a murderer at her show
To nude Apollo with his bended bow?
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