Elfe, could a law like that which I relate
Once have the fanction of our triple state,
Some few that I have known in days of old,
Would run moft dreadful rifk of catching cold;
While you, my friend, whatever wind fhould blow,
Might traverse England safely to and fro,
An honeft man, close-button'd to the chin,
Broad-cloth without, and a warm heart within.

TIROCINIUM:

OR,

A REVIEW OF SCHOOLS.

Κεφαλαιον δη παιδειας ορθη τροφη.

PLATO.

Αρχη πολιτείας απασης, νέων τροφα.

DIOG. LAERT.