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At Timon's villalet us pass a day,
Where all cry out,What sums are thrown away!'
To rest, the cushion and soft dean invite,
Who never mentions hell to ears polite.
Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!
Is this a dinner? this a genial room?
No, 'tis a temple, and a hecatomb.
And now the chapel's silver bell you hear,
That summons you to all the pride of pray'r:
My Lord advances with majestic mien,
Smit with the mighty pleasure to be seen:
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