Take DRYDEN a model—
Turn your books into some great "dead language"—and bury 'em!
WHAT THEY HAVE BEEN TOLD DOWN EAST;
Or, A Mauvais Jew d'Esprit.
Will you, if you please, point out to me the way to the streets which, I am told, are paved with gold?
Where shall I find the employer of labour who, I have been told, will instantly get me occupation at a wage of 60 roubles the week?
Dear me! in this, then, your "White Chapel"? I was told it was a luxurious quarter, famous for its Palaces.
Surely this horrid den is not one of your model work-rooms? I was told that such things existed only in Russia!
And are these people who are scowling at and cursing me your typical working population? Why, I was told that I should find them dear brothers, waiting to welcome us with open arms.