Not unamused.—But ridicule demands
Quick change of objects; and, to laugh alone,
At a composing distance[275] from the haunts
Of strife and folly, though it be a treat
As choice as musing Leisure can bestow;
Yet, in the very centre of the crowd,
To keep the secret of a poignant scorn,
Howe'er to airy Demons suitable,
Of all unsocial courses, is least fit[276]
For the gross spirit of mankind,—the one