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The Silver Ore Of Pure Charity Is An Expensive Article In The Catalogue Of A Man's Good Qualities.

For In Religion As In Friendship, They Who Profess Most Are Ever The Least Sincere.

I Ne'er Could Any Lustre See In Eyes That Would Not Look On Me; I Ne'er Saw Nectar On A Lip But Where My Own Did Hope To Sip.

I Open With A Clock Striking, To Beget An Awful Attention In The Audience - It Also Marks The Time, Which Is Four O Clock In The Morning, And Saves A Description Of The Rising Sun, And A Great Deal About Gilding The Eastern Hemisphere.

No Scandal About Queen Elizabeth, I Hope?