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[Jennifer J. Leong Cardwell, j_leongcardwell@yahoo.com, transcription July 2017] And swear by [illegible: Slyp?], and all the powers below In good old heathen days twas never so. Ah! what avails it, that in days of yore The [1 illegible] [illegible: lather?] of the brick I love! For four long years with logic [1 illegible] my head And feeding thought went [illegible: suppe*?] to bed, Since you with whom my lot afloat is thrown (O elegance of taste to land unknown) Superior reverences to the man refuse [note: "refuse" being used as modifier "the wasted man"] Who mends your morals, than who mends your shoes. But Crispin [note: literary reference to "shoemaker"] saves your purse you answer. True. [note: "True." faded] Nor does your friend [illegible: wi*/ with?] his offerings [illegible: *ue/ sue?]; Whenever compelled to use the [1 illegible] hole In some [bye?] nook I'll leave a moral [scrowl?]; The moral [scrowl?] who next succeeds may reach, And to his brains brains apply it, on his breach, Thus shall your ? find a just excuse And one Sea Chaplain boasts his works of [illegible] And as yourselves how time to time repair To drop the relies of [1 illegible] there. [illegible] may your [illegible] Nor make you from one ugly glare in vain [illegible] may your [illegible] refined to amber [illegible] In streams salubrious to the brine below; Nor ever in too hot a [illegible] Life But may all holes prove innocent like this; Thus grant my said/ as grant unhurt you may your Chaplain then, will [illegible] (a centered line of forward slashes in pairs, for a total of 11, and cut across the middle by tilde-like characters to denote the end of the entry.)