And drowse our minds in their society;
This must not be; the cause of the disease
Once known, the cure is easy; if ’tis books
Have hurt you, lay them by awhile, and try
Other society—less learn’d perhaps,
But cheerfuller—exchange the pent-up air
Of a close study for the breathing world.
Come, we’ll begin to-night;
Visit in disguise (as I have wish’d to do)
The city, its taverns, theatres, and streets,