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One day Good-bye met How-d'ye-do,

Too close to shun saluting;

But soon the rival sisters flew

From kissing to disputing.

Away!" says How-d'ye-do," your mine

Appals my cheerful nature;

No name so sad as yours is seen

In sorrow's nomenclature.

Where'er I give one sunshine hour

Your cloud comes in to shade it;

Where'er I plant one bosom's flower,

Your mildew drops to fade it.

Ere How-d'ye-do has turned each tongue

To 'hope's delighted measure,

Good bye in friendship's ear has rung

The knell of parting pleasure!

From sorrows past, my chemic skill

Draws smiles of consolation;

While you, from present joys, distill

The tears of separation."

Good-bye replied, "Your statement's true,

And well your cause you've pleaded;

But, pray, who'd think of How-d'ye-do,

Unless Good-by preceded!

Without my prior influence,

Could yours have ever flourish'd;

And can your hand one flower dispense,

But those my tears have nuorish'dnourish'd [sic]?