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"Good night" said Sipsop the Pythagorean. "Good night" said the other two, then Quid the Cynic & Suction the Epicurean were left alone. Then said Quid, "I think that Homer is bombast & Shakespeare is too wild & Milton has no feelings. They might be easily outdone. Chatterton never writ those poems. A parcel of fools going to Bristol - if I was to go I'd find it out in a minute. but I've found it out already. "If I don't knock them all up next year in the Exhibition I'll be hang'd" said Suction. "Hang Philosophy I would not give a farthing for it. Do all by your feelings and never think at all about it. I'm hang'd if I don't get up to morrow morning by four o clock & work for Sir Joshua." "Before ten years are at an end" said Quid, "how I will work these poor milk sop devils, an ignorant pack of wretches." So they went to bed. |
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