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Book II. With arms expanded Bernard rows his state, And left-legg'd Jacob seems to emulate. Full in the middle way there stood a lake, Which Curl's Corinna chanc'd that morn to make: (Such was her wont, at early dawn to drop Her evening cates before his neighbour's shop,) Here fortun'd Curl to slide; loud shout the band, And Bernard! Bernard! rings thro' all the Strand. Obscene with filth the miscreant lies bewray'd, Fal'n in the plash his wickedness had laid: