At Longbow's phrases you might sometimes carp:
Both wits—one born so, and the other bred—
This by his heart—his rival by his head.
XCIV.
If all these seem an heterogeneous mass
To be assembled at a country seat,
Yet think, a specimen of every class
Is better than a humdrum tête-à-tête.
The days of Comedy are gone, alas!
When Congreve's fool could vie with Molière's bête: