Alexis. (Book vi. § 72, p. 405.)
I sigh'd for ease, and, weary of my lot,
Wish'd to exchange it: in this mood I stroll'd
Up to the citadel three several days;
And there I found a bevy of preceptors
For my new system, thirty in a group;
All with one voice prepared to tutor me—
Eat, drink, and revel in the joys of love!
For pleasure is the wise man's sovereign good.—Cumberland.