“ To balls the world require you too, And marry papa and mamma desire you, And your sisters and schoolfellows do. Duty ’tis to take on trust What things are good, and right, and just; And whether indeed they be or be not, Try not, test not, feel not, see not: ’Tis walk and dance, sit down and rise By leading, opening ne’er your eyes; Stunt sturdy limbs that Nature gave, And be drawn in a Bath chair along to the grave. ”
