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TO MARY BOYLE
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vi.Found yesterday—forgotten mine own rhyme By mine old self,As I shall be forgotten by old Time, Laid on the shelf—
vii.A rhyme that flower’d betwixt the whitening sloe And kingcup blaze,And more than half a hundred years ago, In rick-fire days,
viii.When Dives loathed the times, and paced his land In fear of worse,And sanguine Lazarus felt a vacant hand Fill with his purse.