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Y me! what perils do environ The man that meddles with cold iron! What plaguy mischiefs and mishaps Do dog him still with afterclaps! For tho' dame Fortune seem to smile, And leer upon him for a while, She'll after show him, in the nick Of all his glories, a dog-trick. This any man may sing or say I' th' ditty call'd, "What if a day? For Hudibras, who thought he'd won The field as certain as a gun, And having routed the whole troop, With victory was cock-a-hoop;