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, who of course admire
 * (And inspire
 * Now and then,)

Flowery phrases, words of fire, On the lips of public men, Never feel the least compunction
 * For an unction
 * Insincere;

Admiration is your function, Blandishment your highest sphere. Praise us always to our faces,
 * But in cases,
 * I implore,

Praise us less in public places, And at home a little more.