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 Dame Helen, when her husband brave hung out to young Telemachus, Nepenthe to the party gave, (by no means unto them a cus.) A word which Wilkes mistook one week, and thought it was the same as is A different word in Heathen Greek, no more nor less than Nemesis. It conquered wrath and grief so quick, that, after tasting it, An alderman you couldn't kick or cry at Harper's wit, No better brew was e'er displayed at any classic lunches,