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 Let us quit the dull sage,

And since ca es don t engage,

I'll be cheerful because it is odd.

May the wife who from home,

Scarce venturer to roam,

For this once too will venture abroad;

And tho' husbands will rule,

Yet she cries I'm a fool,

If to day I can't dare to be odd.

Thus odd folks under heaven,

May of odd things meke even,

And of all my experience ease the load;

Then for my sake this day,

Leave your cares as they may,

And to Marybone come and be odd.