Royall Tyler

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My Breeches torn, my Coat threadbare,
Go, court Dame Fortune's daughters fair,
Says SAM, and you'll be well drest;
Z---d's SAM, it is most clearly seen,
That I full long have married been
To that vile jade, the Eldest.

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