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Julia was careless, and withal She rather took than got a fall, The wanton ambler chanc'd to see Part of her legs' sincerity: And ravish'd thus, it came to pass, The nag (like to the prophet's ass) Began to speak, and would have been A-telling what rare sights he'd seen: And had told all; but did refrain Because his tongue was tied again.

Live with a thrifty, not a needy fate; Small shots paid often waste a vast estate.

Shots, debts.

Love is a circle that doth restless move In the same sweet eternity of love.

When what is lov'd is present, love doth spring; But being absent, love lies languishing.