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Let them have meat enough, woman-half a hen;

There be old rotten pilchards-put them off too;

'Tis but a little new anointing of them,

And a strong onion, that confounds the savour.

Love's Pilgrimage.

THE thunderbolt, which had stunned all who were within hearing of it, had only served to awaken the bold and inventive genius of the fl