Our ridicules are kept in the back-ground—
Ridiculous enough, but also dull;
Professions, too, are no more to be found
Professional; and there is nought to cull
Of Folly’s fruit; for though your fools abound,
They’re barren, and not worth the pains to pull.
Society is now one polished horde,
Formed of two mighty tribes, the Bores and Bored.