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The FORTUNE-TELLER,
A GYPSY TALE.
Lubin and Kate, as gossips tell,
Were Lovers many a day;
Lubin the damsel lov'd so well,
That folks pretend to say
The silly, simple, doting Lad,
Was little less than loving mad:
A malady not known of late—
Among the little-loving Great!
Kate liked the youth; but woman-kind
Are sometimes giv'n to range.
And oft, the giddy Sex, we find,
(They know not why)
