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 Of Vanity the Mirror This was call'd. Here you a Muckworm of the Town might see, At his dull Desk, amid his Legers stall'd, Eat up with Care and Penurie; Most like to Carcase parch'd on Gallow-Tree. A Penny saved is a Penny got: Firm to this scoundrel Maxim keepeth he, Ne of its Rigour will he bate a Jot,

Strait from the Filth of this low Grub, behold! Comes fluttering forth a gaudy spendthrift Heir, All glossy gay, enamel'd all with Gold, The silly Tenant of the Summer-Air. In Folly lost, of Nothing takes he Care; Pimps, Lawyers, Stewards, Harlots, Flatterers vile, And thieving Tradesmen him among them share: His Father's Ghost from Limbo-Lake, the while,