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LVII.

O rare sympathies! happy rakes united! There Mamurra the woman, here a Caesar.

Who can wonder? An ugly brand on either, His, true Formian, his, politely Roman, Rests indelible, in the bone residing. 5

Either infamous, each a twin dishonour,

## Bookish brethren, a dainty pair pedantic;

One adultrous, as hungry he; with equal Parts in women, a lusty corporation. O rare sympathies! happy rakes united! 10