Ten thousand volumes hardly would suffice
To fill it, and would cost, however bought,
A plaguy price.
“Now, as I only want them for their looks,
It might, on second thoughts, be just as good,
And cost me next to nothing, if the books
Were made of wood.
“It shall be so. I’ll give the shaven deal
A coat of paint—a colourable dress,
To look like calf or vellum, and conceal