‘TIME to put off the world and go somewhere And
find my health again in the sea air,’ Beggar
to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck, ‘And
make my soul before my pate is bare.’ ‘And
get a comfortable wife and house To
rid me of the devil in my shoes,’ Beggar
to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck, ‘And
the worse devil that is between my thighs.’
‘And
though I’d marry with a comely lass, She
need not be too comely—let it pass,’ Beggar
to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck, ‘But
there’s a devil in a looking-glass.’ ‘Nor
should she be too rich, because the rich
Are
driven by wealth as beggars by the itch,’
Beggar
to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck, ‘And
cannot have a humorous happy speech.’ ‘And
there I’ll grow respected at my ease, And
hear amid the garden’s nightly peace,’ Beggar
to beggar cried, being frenzy-struck, ‘The wind-blown clamour of the barnacle-geese.’ |
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