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True Character of a Scold.
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But that you may see her end as well as beginning, be pleased to peruse this
EPITAPH.
After some threescore years of caterwauling,
Here lies A SCOLD, stopped from above-ground bawling.
Though ill she liv'd, I dare not read her doom;
But sure, go where she will, she's troublesome.
I wish her, in revenge, amongst the blest:
For she'd as lief be damn'd, as be at rest.
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