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Rh From which I never could refrain, And have been often chid in vain: From these I am recover'd quite, At least in what regards the knight. Preserve his health, his store increase; May nothing interrupt his peace! But now let all his tenants round First milk his cows, and after, pound: Let every cottager conspire To cut his hedges down for fire: The naughty boys about the village His crabs and sloes may freely pillage: He still may keep a pack of knaves To spoil his work, and work by halves; His meadows may be dug by swine, It shall be no concern of mine: For why should I continue still To serve a friend against his will?

ESOLV'D my gratitude to show, Thrice reverend dean, for all I owe, Too long I have my thanks delay 'd; Your favours left too long unpaid; But now, in all our sex's name, My artless Muse shall sing your fame. Rh