Once on a time, the wight StupidityFor his throne trembled,When he discovered in the brains of menSomething like thoughts assembled,And so he searched for a plausible planOne of validity,—And racked his brains, if rack his brains he canNone having, or a very few!At last he hit upon a wayFor putting to rout,And driving outFrom our dull clayThese same intruders new—This Sense, these Thoughts, these Speculative ills—What could he do? He introduced quadrilles. - Dance

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