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Time Is Like A Fashionable Host That Slightly Shakes His Parting Guest By The Hand, And With His Arm Outstretch'd, As He Would Fly, Grasps In The Comer.

I Shall Laugh Myself To Death At This Puppy-headed Monster!

Every Offense Is Not A Hate At First.

On Rumor's Tongue Continual Slanders Ride.

Who Could Refrain That Had A Heart To Love And In That Heart Courage To Make Love Known?