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EPIGRAM.
[A coxcombly Youth, upon Pleasure intent]
A coxcombly Youth, upon Pleasure intent,To Bedlam, that scene of strange oddities, went;
The Wards he all rang'd—many questions propos'd—
And his want both of Sense and of Feeling expos'd:
Observing a Lunatic, great as a King,
Yet blithe as a Frenchman, cut capers and sing,
I should like, cries Sir Puppy, among ye to dwell,
Do you think, honest Friend, you cou'd spare Me a cell?
“Poor Fool,” cries the Madman, “you're out of your wits,
“The Seat this of Genius—no Lodging for Cits:—
“This Palace was built, as a compliment due,
“For Madmen like Me, not dull Blockheads like You.”
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