By CHANCE you slumbered through it all.
Howe’er it be, it was by CHANCE
The KING was led so merry a dance,
By CHANCE that TIDY met disgrace,
By CHANCE alone SLUT washed her face;
From morn to eve the whole day long
It was by CHANCE that things went wrong.
Wherefore, good friends, t’ escape derision,
Be not o’er hasty in your decision,
For he who heedeth not this rule