LXXVIII.

No Chemistry for them unfolds her gases,

No Metaphysics are let loose in lectures,

No Circulating Library amasses

Religious novels, moral tales, and strictures

Upon the living manners, as they pass us;

No Exhibition glares with annual pictures;

They stare not on the stars from out their attics,

Nor deal (thank God for that!) in Mathematics.[231]

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