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228 Each window like a pill'ry appears, With heads thrust thro' nailed by the ears; All trades run in as to the sight Of monsters, or their dear delight The gallow-tree, when cutting purse Breeds bus'ness for heroic verse, Which none does hear, but would have hung T' have been the theme of such a song. Those two together long had liv'd, In mansion, prudently contriv'd, Where neither tree nor house could bar The free detection of a star; And nigh an ancient obelisk Was rais'd by him, found out by Fisk, On which was written, not in words, But hieroglyphic mute of birds, Many rare pithy saws, concerning The worth of astrologic learning: Prom top of this there hung a rope, To which he fasten'd telescope; The spectacles with which the stars He reads in smallest characters. It happen'd as a boy, one night, Did fly his tarsel of a kite,