He gives asylum to deceit and guilt.
In this vast room, each place by habit fix'd,
Are sexes, families, and ages mix'd—
To union forced by crime, by fear, by need,
And all in morals and in modes agreed:
Some ruin'd men, who from mankind remove;
Some ruin'd females, who yet talk of love;
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And some grown old in idleness—the prey
To vicious spleen, still railing through the day;