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HOW-D'YE-DO, AND GOOD-BYE.
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Mr. Penny, whose father was rolling in wealth, Consumed all the fortune his dad won,Large Mr. Le Fever's the picture of health, Mr. Goodenough is but a bad one.Mr. Cruickshank stept into three thousand a year, His figure attracted an heiress:Now I hope you'll acknowledge I've made it quite clear, Surnames ever go by contraries.
How-D'Ye-Do, and Good-Bye.
One day Good-bye met How-d'ye-do, Too close to shun saluting;But soon the rival sisters flew, From kissing to disputing.
"Away," says How-d'ye-do, "your mien Appals my cheerful nature;No name so sad as yours is seen In sorrow's nomenclature.
"Whene'er I give one sunshine hour, Your cloud comes in to shade it;Whene'er I plant one bosom's flower, Your mildew drops do fade it.
"Ere How-d'ye-do has tuned each tongue To hope's delightful measure,Good-bye in Friendship's ear has rung The knell of parting pleasure.
"From sorrows past my chemic skill Draws smiles of consolation;While you from present joys distil The tears of separation."
Good-bye replied, "Your statement's true, And well your cause you've pleaded;But pray who'd think of How-d'ye-do, Unless Good-bye preceded?
"Without my prior influence Could you have ever flourished?And can your hand one flower dispense, But what my tears have nourished?

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