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Search all the World so wide You'll find I am the richest bride; A Christian is my Spouse If virtuous he will happy be But I've no [[underline]] Soul to lose. -- [[/underline]] by Mr. Fox Have you not seen suspended high in air At Inn or tavern door, the God of Wine? Place in his stead the being by whose care, Poor, weak, & wearied mortals dine; If then the bright Idea fires your breast And Seals, & maces dance before your Eyes Haste back from Wintesloe, ye Lawyers haste to Lincoln's Inn, [[underline]] & seize the [[/underline]] glitt'ring prize.
