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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.