LXXXIV.

Shut up the World at large, let Bedlam out;

And you will be perhaps surprised to find

All things pursue exactly the same route,

As now with those of soi-disant sound mind.

This I could prove beyond a single doubt,

Were there a jot of sense among Mankind;

But till that point d'appui is found, alas!

Like Archimedes, I leave Earth as 't was.

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