A Sequel to Don Juan — page 39: what you’re looking at

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30 A SEQUEL TO LX XIII. The ceaseless hum of the huge Babylon Has known no silence for a thousand years : Still does her tide of human life flow on, Still is she racked with tumults, hopes, and fears ; Still the sun sets, still morning dawns upon Hearts full of anguish, eye-balls dimmed with tears — Still do the millions toil to bless the few— And hideous Want stalks all her pathways through ! LXXIV. Still do those squalid forms of vice—and those Gay nameless votaries of pleasure throng ~The ways where wholesome life its presence shows, And all are mingled as they move along. Ah! let the learned one explain, who knows, In what society’s grand scheme is wronge— Why such a mass of beauty should be led To sell their charms to earn their daily bread ! LXXV. Peel, Graham, Stanley, Wellington, and Co., To ye the Muse will now accord a stanza ;— But first she would be very glad to know Your views about the poor—for it unmans a Philanthropist to see them suffering so, And without benefit from all your plans. A More vile imposture than your Tariff never Deceived a realm ;—the humbug yet was clever. cComichbooks-;com