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Prodigal Young Fellow that had fold his Cloths to his very Shirt, upon the Sight of a Swallow that came abroad before her Time, made Account that Summer was now at Hand, and away went That too. There happen'd after This, a Fit of Bitter Cold Weather, that allmot tarv’d both the Bird, and the Spendthrift. Well (ays the Fellow to Himelf) This Sot of a Swallow has been the Ruine of us Both.