See their own feathers pluck'd to wing the dart

Which rank corruption destines for their heart.[518:1]

Corruption.

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A Persian's heaven is eas'ly made:

'T is but black eyes and lemonade.

Intercepted Letters. Letter vi.

There was a little man, and he had a little soul;

And he said, Little Soul, let us try, try, try!

Little Man and Little Soul.