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Where with intention I have erråd,

No other plea I have,
But, Thou art good; and Goodness still
Delighteth to forgive.

BURNS.

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The Conclusion.
AN honeft crew, disposed to be merry,
Came to a tavern by, and call'a for wine :
The drawer brought it (smiling like a cherry)
And told them it was pleasant, neat, and

fine.
Taste it, quoth one : he did; Oh, fie !

(quoth he).
This wine was good; now 't runs too

near the lee..

Another fipp'd, to give the wine its due,
And said unto the rest it drank too flat ;

The

The third said, it was old; the fourth, too

new;

Nay, quoth the fifth, the sharpness likes

me not.

Thus, gentlemen, you see how in one

hour The wine was new, old, Aat, sharp,

sweet, and four.

Unto this wine I do allude my Work ;
Which some will judge too trivial, some

too grave :
Wishing you'd not too minutely look,

So bid you welcome to the best I have.

!

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THE END.

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