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There's Some Are Fou O' Love Divine; There's Some Are Fou O' Brandy.

My Son, These Maxims Make A Rule An Lump Them Ay Thegither: The Rigid Righteous Is A Fool, The Rigid Wise Anither.

Hope Springs Exulting On Triumphant Wing.

While Europe's Eye Is Fix'd On Mighty Things, The Fate Of Empires And The Fall Of Kings; While Quacks Of State Must Each Produce His Plan, And Even Children Lisp The Rights Of Man; Amid This Mighty Fuss Just Let Me Mention, The Rights Of Woman Merit Some Attention.

Here's To Us, Who's Like Us Damn Few, And They're All Dead.