When deaf to love, or reason’s voice,
What makes you think she’ll favor you?
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I am no messenger of fate,
You find this out, alas! too late;
I bring no magic coal with me,
From pains and ills to set you free.
Any bright girl can scribble off little jingles of this sort that will do very well for the plantain test, or appropriate quotations may be selected for the purpose.
Fortune’s Wheel.
Just where Fortune will fail each member of the company present is discovered in the following game: