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Rh The dustman's cart offends thy clothes and eyes, When through the street a cloud of ashes flies. But whether black or lighter dyes are worn, The chandler's basket, on his shoulder borne, With tallow spots thy coat: resign the way, To shun the surly butcher's greasy tray;— Butchers! whose hands are died with blood's foul stain, And always foremost in the hangman's train. Let due civilities be strictly paid. The wall surrender to the hooded maid; Nor let thy sturdy elbow's hasty rage Jostle the feeble steps of trembling age: And when the porter bends beneath his load, And pants for breath, clear thou the crowded road: But, above all, the groping blind direct, And from the pressing throng the lame protect.
 * You'll sometimes meet a fop, of nicest tread,

Whose mantling peruke veils his empty head; At ev'ry step he dreads the wall to lose, And risks, to save a coach, his red-heel'd shoes; Him, like the miller, pass with caution by, Lest from his shoulder clouds of powder fly: Rh