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CIV.

[Proverbial many years ago, when the guinea in gold was of a higher value than its nominal representative in silver,]

A guinea it would sink, And a pound it would float; Yet I'd rather have a guinea, Than your one pound note.

For every evil under the sun, There is a remedy, or there is none. If there be one, try and find it; If there be none, never mind it.

The art of good driving 's a paradox quite, Though custom has prov'd it so long; If you go to the left, you're sure to go right, If you go to the right, you go wrong.

Friday night's dream On the Saturday told, Is sure to come true, Be it never so old.

When the sand doth feed the clay, England woe and well-a-day! But when the clay doth feed the sand, Then it is well with Angle-land.

The fair maid who, the first of May, Goes to the fields at break of day, And washes in dew from the hawthorn tree Will ever after handsome be.

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FIFTH CLASS--SCHOLASTIC.

A diller, a dollar, A ten o'clock scholar, What makes you come so soon? You used to come at ten o'clock, But now you come at noon.

Tell tale, tit! Your tongue shall be slit, And all the dogs in the town Shall have a little bit.