XL.

_How_ will--to these young people, just thrust out From some fresh Paradise, and set to plough, And dig, and sweat, and turn themselves about, And plant, and reap, and spin, and grind, and sow, Till all the arts at length are brought about, Especially of War and taxing,--_how_, I say, will these great relics, when they see 'em, Look like the monsters of a new Museum!