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32 And who there besides but Corinna de Staël!

Turned Methodist and Tory!

"Aye—Aye"—quoth he—"'t is the way with them all,

When Wits grow tired of Glory:

But thanks to the weakness, that thus could pervert her,

Since the dearest of prizes to me 's a deserter:

Mem—whenever a sudden conversion I want,

To send to the school of Philosopher Kant;

And whenever I need a critic who can gloss over

All faults—to send for Mackintosh to write up the Philosopher."

24.

The Devil waxed faint at the sight of this Saint,

And he thought himself of eating;

And began to cram from a plate of ham

Wherewith a Page was retreating—

Having nothing else to do (for "the friends" each so near

Had sold all their souls long before),