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And now, every learned oddity, every foolish coxcomb who has gathered up in the world but a shred of reputation for any thing, engrosses exclusively, for the time, her thoughts and admiration; and what I do, what I speak, what I write, is no more attended to, than if I had changed into a common-place person on her hands.

And that is what change could never make your Lordship.

To be sure, I then thought enthusiasm a very charming quality.

But not very constant to its object, my Lord; you surely could not think that. You have had your turn, and should now with a better grace give up some portion of her admiration to the other sages, orators, and poets with which this happy metropolis abounds.

Sages, orators, and poets. Lady Shrewdly! She has been tearing the clothes off her back in squeezing through the crowd of a city conventicle, to hear the long-winded sermons of a