. Debita Flacco. Echoes of Ode and Epode . 51 Another fool I knew at school,A sort of shoddy, patchwork Crighton, Will prate away The livelong dayAbout his half-built house at Brighton. At vast expense,Not of good sense. In what he calls Coordination,He means to blendStyles without end In that stupendous elevation. And yet, poor lad, Hes worse than bad,And whats more, knows how poor his plight is ; Three years or four. He cant live more,Will Slav him of Endocarditis. Then theres old Hicks, Whose politicsMean knowing folks whose names have handles ; And Peter Grime, Who spends his timeA debiter

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. Debita Flacco. Echoes of Ode and Epode . 51 Another fool I knew at school,A sort of shoddy, patchwork Crighton, Will prate away The livelong dayAbout his half-built house at Brighton. At vast expense,Not of good sense. In what he calls Coordination,He means to blendStyles without end In that stupendous elevation. And yet, poor lad, Hes worse than bad,And whats more, knows how poor his plight is ; Three years or four. He cant live more,Will Slav him of Endocarditis. Then theres old Hicks, Whose politicsMean knowing folks whose names have handles ; And Peter Grime, Who spends his timeA debiter notorious 53 Well, these depart, And off I startTo take my stroll up Piccadilly, And as I go Towards Rotten Row,Think folks look sadder and more silly. I watch the crowd Of riders proud,And mark the carriages with wonder. Then clubward trudge, And without think my own content a blunder. For when I see The huge ennui,That weighs upon the wealthier classes, I own they strike My mind as likeA legion of self-laden asses.

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