Paint on such faces is by prudence laid.
Large the domain, but all within combine
To correspond with the dishonour'd sign;
And all around dilapidates; you call—
But none replies—they're inattentive all.
At length a ruin'd stable holds your steed,
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While you through large and dirty rooms proceed,
Spacious and cold; a proof they once had been
In honour—now magnificently mean;