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The Germans wit is in his fingers.
The Germans wit is in his fingers.
Oh what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
Oh what a goodly outside falsehood hath!
Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd,
Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;
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Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd,
Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;
Fate never wounds more deep the generous heart,
Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart.
He will be beloved when he is no more.
He will be beloved when he is no more.
But civlyzation doos git forrid
Sometimes upon a powder-cart.
But civlyzation doos git forrid
Sometimes upon a powder-cart.
He who wishes to injure another, will soon find a pretext.
He who wishes to injure another, will soon find a pretext.
A bellowing cow soon forgets her calf.
A bellowing cow soon forgets her calf.
That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat
Of habit's devil.
That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat
Of habit's devil.
Like summer tempest came her tears:
Sweet my child, I live for thee.
Like summer tempest came her tears:
Sweet my child, I live for thee.
