Our ridicules are kept in the back-ground—

Ridiculous enough, but also dull;

Professions, too, are no more to be found

Professional; and there is nought to cull[MR]Of Folly's fruit; for though your fools abound,

They're barren, and not worth the pains to pull.

Society is now one polished horde,

Formed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.