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IS wonderful how changeable The race of man is found, How frequently with alt’ring age, The heart too turneth round!

When little, they with little things Mostly delighted are, For which, when they are bigger grown, They very little care.

In me though it inverted is, This change of youthful flames, Tom-pigeons once I us’d to love, But now I love the dames.