But not to moralize too much, and strain, O happy Britain! we have not to fear Such hard and arbitrary measure here; Else, could a law, like that which I relate, Once have the sanction of our triple state, Some few, that I have known in days of old, Would run most dreadful risk of catching cold ;> While you, my friend, whatever wind should blow, Might traverse England safely to and fro, An honest man, close-button'd to the chin, Broad-cloth without, and a warm heart within. TIROCINIUM: OR, A REVIEW OF SCHOOLS. Κεφάλαιον δη παιδειας ορθη τροφη.-Plato. |