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Rh For should you give him once the reins, High up in air he'll turn your brains; And if you should his fury check, 'Tis ten to one he breaks your neck.

ARTHY, you say, writes well his genius true; You pawn your word for him he'll vouch for you. So two poor knaves, who find their credit fail, To cheat the world, becomes each other's bail.

ERTIGINOSUS, inops, surdus, male gratus amicis; Non campana sonans, tonitru non ab Jove missum, Quod mage mirandum, saltem si credere fas est, Non clamosa meas mulier jam percutit aures. THE