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Lord Henry, who had now discussed his chocolate, Also the muffin whereof he complained, Said, Juan had not got his usual look elate, At which he marvelled, since it had not rained; Then asked her Grace what news were of the Duke of late? _Her_ Grace replied, _his_ Grace was rather pained With some slight, light, hereditary twinges Of gout, which rusts aristocratic hinges.