Chapter 1469 of 1964 · 67 words · ~1 min read

XXXVII.

For sometimes they accept some long pursuer, Worn out with importunity; or fall (But here perhaps the instances are fewer) To the lot of him who scarce pursued at all. A hazy widower turned of forty 's sure[ll][629] (If 't is not vain examples to recall)[lm] To draw a high prize: now, howe'er he got her, I See nought more strange in this than t' other lottery.