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A TEA-KETTLE.
My body is both plump and round,
With comely neck and breast,
No brighter creature would be found
Were I but oftener drest.
But daily I am wearied so
By being used much,
I black as any negro go,
Nor scarce am fit to touch.
A BELL.
When mortals are involv'd in ills,
I sing with mournful voice;
If mirth their hearts in gladness fills,
I celebrate their joys.
And as the lark with warbling throat,
Ascends upon the wing;
So I lift up my cheerful note,
And as I mount I sing.
A CANDLE.
A tall and slender shape I bear,
No lady's skin more white or fair;
My life is short and doth decay
Be soon, it seldom lasts a day.
If in the evening brought to light,
I make my exit in the night;
Yet to mankind I'm useful ever,
And many hidden things discover,
Which makes all these who round me tend,
Oft with a sigh lament my end.
A PIPE.
I'm of the same materials made as you,
Have native ignorance and beauty too,
But when I fly for safety to your arms,
You to a foreigner resign my charms;
He to defile me thinks it no offence,
