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Pleasant and Diver live. 261
The short Nose is the Lover's Bliss,
Because it hinders not a Kiss ;
The tooting Nose, O monstrous thing !
That's he that did the Bottle bring :
And he that brought the Bottle hither,
Will drink (O monstrous !) out of measure.
Invention often barren grows,
Yet still there's Matter in the Nose.
The Fiery Nose in Lanthom stead,
May light his Master home to Bed ;
And whosoever this Treasure owes,
Grows poor in Purse, tho' rich in Nose :
The Brazen Nose that's o'er the Gate,
Maintains fall many a Latin Pate.
Invention often barren grows,
Yet still there's Matter in the Nose.
If any Nose take this in Snuff,
And think it is more than enough ;
We answer them, we did not fear,
Nor think such Noses had been here :
But if there be, we need not care,
A Nose of Wax our Statutes are.
Invention now is barrefi grown,
The Matter's out, the Nose is blown.

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