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What tho' the dullness that infects the age Breathe in my lines, and creep o'er all my page 70 ETON POST-BAG. What tho' the failings I in others see, And seeing disapprove, all meet in me Yet still this breast can feel, and dares to feel, A vital int'rest for Etona's weal ; Can glow, whene'er it hears her honour'd name For letter'd Learning, or Historic fame ; Can grieve, revolted at her Sons' disgrace, And all the fading glories of her race, Her Warriors, Statesmen, Poets, all forgot, And mour...n for Virtues, though I have them not. Yes ! I must mourn, to view her sons neglect Each path to fame, each ray of intellect, IS T o more with learning wage the useless war, Nor blush to seem the dunces that they are. Yes ! I must mourn to see, whome'er I meet, The mingled mass oi" folly and conceit ; Of all who mutely gape, or vainly talk With wits like C-tt-11, or with tongue like P-lk ; Who drive the tandem, or the coach-box sit, From trifling J-nn-r, down to exil'd P-tt. Yes! I must mourn, if higher yet I strike The evil that now lights on all alike, To see her offspring daily sacrifice Health, virtue, morals, on the shrine of vice: The ale-house orgy, and the mid-street fight, Brawls by the day, the brothel by the night ; These are the wreaths that now her sons adorn These I behold, and 'tis for these I mourn.
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