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A LOVERS’ QUARREL.
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In the ash, as an artist draws;
Free on each other's flaws,
How we chattered like two church daws!

5.
What's in the "Times"?—a scold
At the emperor deep and cold;
He has taken a bride
To his gruesome side,
That's as fair as himself is bold:
There they sit ermine-stoled,
And she powders her hair with gold.

6.
Fancy the Pampas' sheen!
Miles and miles of gold and green
Where the sun-flowers blow
In a solid glow,