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A HUSBAND'S GRIEF

"Robbers and thieves! how dare they cheat me so?
Charge twenty crowns for burying my wife!
The rascals mean to give me cause for woe—
I almost wish her back, upon my life!"

ON A COURTESAN

"A true chameleon, Chloris can assume
All the bright colours known in nature's loom."
"What, all the colours?" "Well, the truth to speak,
I've never seen a blush upon her cheek!"

EPITAPH ON A FRIEND

He who lies here was faithful, good and kind.
Search where you will no better friend you'll find:
He clung to me when I was fortune's prey."
"A man of men!" "Ah no! 'twas my dog Tray."

MARRIAGE À LA MODE

Why don't you wed?—I like my present state.—
I know a maiden—Guard me from her, fate!—
Charming: I'm sure she'll please you.—There you're out.—
Fifteen.—Too young.—Most witty.—Pert, I doubt.—
Discreet.—Dissembler.—Pretty.—Oft a curse!—
Well born.—Proud as a peacock.—Loving.—Worse!
Much talent.—Far too much, I fear, for me.—
Wealthy.—Enough: to marry I agree.

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