IN GELAM. XI.
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ella, if thou dost love thyself, take heedLest thou my rhymes unto thy lover read;For straight thou grinn'st, and then thy lover seethThy canker-eaten gums and rotten teeth. IN QUINTUM.[473] XII. Quintus his wit, infus'd into his brain,Mislikes the place, and fled into his feet;And there it wanders up and down the street,[474]Dabbled in the dirt, and soakËd in the rain.Doubtless his wit intends not to aspire,Which leaves his head, to travel in the mire. FOOTNOTES: [473] Not in MS. [474] Old eds. "streets."
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