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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357291" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Pig</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In ev'ry age, and each profession, <br>Men err the most by prepossession; <br>But when the thing is clearly shown, <br>And fairly stated, fully known, <br>We soon applaud what we deride, <br>And penitence succeeds to pride.-- <br>A certain Baron on a day <br>Having a mind to show away, <br>Invited all the wits and wags, <br>Foot, Massey, Shuter, Yates, and Skeggs, <br>And built a large commodious stage, <br>For the Choice Spirits of the age; <br>But above all, among the rest, <br>There came a Genius who profess'd <br>To have a curious trick in store, <br>Which never was perform'd before. <br>Thro' all the town this soon got air, <br>And the whole house was like a fair; <br>But soon his entry as he made, <br>Without a prompter, or parade, <br>'Twas all expectance, all suspense, <br>And silence gagg'd the audience. <br>He hid his head behind his wig, <br>With with such truth took off* a Pig, [imitated] <br>All swore 'twas serious, and no joke, <br>For doubtless underneath his cloak, <br>He had conceal'd some grunting elf, <br>Or was a real hog himself. <br>A search was made, no pig was found-- <br>With thund'ring claps the seats resound, <br>And pit and box and galleries roar, <br>With--&quot;O rare! bravo!&quot; and &quot;Encore!&quot; <br>Old Roger Grouse, a country clown, <br>Who yet knew something of the town, <br>Beheld the mimic and his whim, <br>And on the morrow challeng'd him. <br>Declaring to each beau and bunter <br>That he'd out-grunt th'egregious grunter. <br>The morrow came--the crowd was greater-- <br>But prejudice and rank ill-nature <br>Usurp'd the minds of men and wenches, <br>Who came to hiss, and break the benches. <br>The mimic took his usual station, <br>And squeak'd with general approbation. <br>&quot;Again, encore! encore!&quot; they cry-- <br>'Twas quite the thing--'twas very high; <br>Old Grouse conceal'd, amidst the racket, <br>A real Pig berneath his jacket-- <br>Then forth he came--and with his nail <br>He pinch'd the urchin by the tail. <br>The tortur'd Pig from out his throat, <br>Produc'd the genuine nat'ral note. <br>All bellow'd out--&quot;'Twas very sad! <br>Sure never stuff was half so bad! <br>That like a Pig!&quot;--each cry'd in scoff, <br>&quot;Pshaw! Nonsense! Blockhead! Off! Off! Off!&quot; <br>The mimic was extoll'd, and Grouse <br>Was hiss'd and catcall'd from the house.-- <br>&quot;Soft ye, a word before I go,&quot; <br>Quoth honest Hodge--and stooping low <br>Produc'd the Pig, and thus aloud <br>Bespoke the stupid, partial crowd: <br>&quot;Behold, and learn from this poor creature, <br>How much you Critics know of Nature.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Christopher+Smart">Christopher Smart</a><div class=q>
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Men err the most by prepossession; 
But when the thing is clearly shown, 
And fairly stated, fully known, 
We soon applaud what we deride, 
And penitence succeeds to pride.-- 
A certain Baron on a day 
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