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 Lord I thought I should have died with dread.

Well was not thine a dismal sight?

How did thy spirits bear the fright?

Why, very pleasantly, faith, (answer'd Pierre);

So far from seeing ghosts and hell,

I ne'er lik d penance half so well:

And yet the head was all night at my ear.

"Why, how the deuce is this? (quoth Paul)

'You mean to laugh at me, that s all-

Dost take me for an ass so every dull,

Then to convince thee, Paul, (quoth Pierre)

A trifling whisper in thine ear—

I had a female body to my scull.