Not fit to keep one body from the cold;
Then would it flit to higher rooms, and stay
To view a dull, dress’d company at play;
All the old comfort, all the genial fare
For ever gone! how sternly would it stare:
And though it might not to their view appear,
’Twould cause among them lassitude and fear
Then wait to see - where he delight has seen -
The dire effect of fretfulness and spleen.
“Such were the worthies of these better days;