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This young man, so good and worthy,
Cannot be too much respected;
Oft he gives me wine and oysters,
Gives me liquors well selected.
Coat and trousers fit him neatly,
His cravat is still more sightly;
And so comes he every morning
For my health to ask politely.
Of my wide-spread glory speaks he,
Of my talents and my graces;
Eagerly at my disposal
All his services he places.
And in company at evening,
With a face as if inspired
He declaims before the ladies
All my poems so admired.
O it is indeed most pleasant
Such a young man to discover
In the present day, when surely
All things good will soon be over.