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166 greatest wealth computes,
 * And sticks, they say, at no-thing.

He wears a pair of golden boots
 * And silver underclothing.

, as I understand,
 * Though mentally acuter,

His boots are only silver, and
 * His underclothing pewter.

A third adorer had the girl,
 * A man of lowly station—

A miserable grov'ling earl
 * Besought her approbation.

This humble cad she did refuse
 * With much contempt and loathing,

He wore a pair of leather shoes
 * And cambric underclothing!

"Ha! ha!" she cried, "Upon my word!
 * "Well, really—come, I never!

Oh, go along, it's too absurd!
 * My goodness! Did you ever?