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I cannot see my soul but know 'tis there
Nor ever saw his house nor furniture,
Who has invited me with him to dwell;
But a confiding guest consult as well,
What raiment honor him the most,
That I be adequately dressed,
For he insures to none
Lest men specified adorn
Procuring him perpetual drest
By dating it a sudden feast.

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 27 May 2012 2:12 PM | Viewed: 5885 times

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