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 * Whenever fell sick
 * His wife consulted ,
 * From whom some words like these would come—

''Fiat mist. sumendum haustus, in a cochleyareum''.


 * For thirty years this curious pair
 * Hung out in Canonbury Square,
 * And somehow, wonderful to say,

They loved each other dearly in a quiet sort of way.


 * Well, fell ill and died;
 * For just a year his widow cried,
 * And then her heart she gave away

To the eligible lodger in the cotton-broking way.