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Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she's at rest, and so am I. John Dryden. |
TO A CAPRICIOUS FRIEND
IMITATED FROM MARTIAL
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In all thy humors, whether grave or mellow, Thou 'rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow; Hast so much wit, and mirth, and spleen about thee, There is no living with thee, nor without thee. Joseph Addison. |
WHICH IS WHICH
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"God bless the King! God bless the faith's defender! God bless—no harm in blessing—the Pretender. But who pretender is, and who is king, God bless us all, that's quite another thing." John Byrom. |