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 * I dare not quote

The lines that once to you I wrote,
 * Which give this little verse its name—
 * For they were broad, and prudes exclaim

That broadness has no antidote!

Since we are both in the same boat, I with my beam, you with your mote,
 * Ours is the smile, and ours the shame,
 * Dear P. H. D!

Still, you recall? Then we will gloat In secret. And this favour note:
 * To you this booklet gratis came,
 * No others shall receive the same;

My other friends must pay their groat,
 * Dear P. H. D!