XXXIX.

Oh, pardon my digression--or at least Peruse! 'T is always with a moral end That I dissert, like grace before a feast: For like an agéd aunt, or tiresome friend, A rigid guardian, or a zealous priest, My Muse by exhortation means to mend All people, at all times, and in most places, Which puts my Pegasus to these grave paces.