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It happened, that the thoughtless child Was rambling thro' a flowery wild, Like idle lad in school vacation; Where sauntering now, and now at rest, Stroll'd Folly, who to Love address'd His conversation.

On trifles he had much to say, Then laughing he propos'd to play, And stake against Love's bow his bauble; The quiver'd gamester smil'd and won, But testy Folly soon began To fret and squabble.