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Book iii

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In all thy humours, whether grave or mellow, Thou 'rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow, Hast so much wit and mirth and spleen about thee, There is no living with thee, nor without thee.[300-2]

_Spectator. No. 68._

Much may be said on both sides.[300-3]

_Spectator. No. 122._

The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye.

_Spectator. No. 444._

Round-heads and wooden-shoes are standing jokes.

_Prologue to The Drummer._

FOOTNOTES:

[298-1] Give me, kind Heaven, a private station, A mind serene for contemplation! Title and profit I resign; The post of honour shall be mine.

GAY: _Fables,