Or the peace which the pauper enjoys.
And, however securely the doors may be shut,
She can always gain access to palace or hut.
Where the spinsters at tea are collected,
Her arrival is hailed with delight;
She is welcomed, adored, and respected
In each newspaper office at night;
For her presence imprints an original seal
On an otherwise commonplace journal or meal.
She has nothing in common with Virtue,