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Rh I came on Lily, clad in fur; She brought a genial warmth with her, Diffused a glow through all my frame. Avaunt, ye fiends! at Lilian's name, Of health a very harbinger.

My doctor says I would aver That she was Mercy's minister. He says 'The Wells,' but I exclaim, ’I came on Lily.'

Despite M.D.'s, I do not err, Love is a potent sorcerer. My fiends all shrank, aghast and tame, As, no more crippled, halt, or maim, I came on Lily.