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Go, in thy pride, Original, thy way!—

True insight would, in truth, thy spirit grieve!

What wise or stupid thoughts can man conceive,

Unponder'd in the ages passed away?—

Yet we for him need no misgiving have;

Changed will he be, when a few years are past;

Howe'er absurdly may the must behave,

Nathless it yields a wine at last.—

(To the younger part of the audience, who do not applaud.)

Though to my words you're somewhat cold,

Good children, me you don't offend;

Reflect! The devil, he is old;

Grow old then, him to comprehend!