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If now my story has the truth reveal'd Although my name & titles be conceal'd Sat what I am and dont your thoughts dissemble False ones with me grant Heaven, may ne'er assemble Free from all guile I boast no power like they Myself to guard, or others to betray Wit have I none, born deaf & dumb & blind Nor sense in me the most acute can find, Howe'er they search, howe'er my parts explore May peace then, where I lodge, still keep the door Wit & good nature joined my guardians prove With mirth & all the family of Love

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Tho riddles look like lies, tis held no crime In such a mask to sport at Christmas time Rogues we all seem, I grant ye; yet, no doubt, we're simple souls & easily found out. Then, since we're all the fashion_ may't so please ye Tho to perplex our aim, but not to teaze ye I crave admittance, with unfeigned conviction Confessing, I am brimfull of contradiction. A strange mix'd character & yet well known At sea, on land, in country & in town. By Amphitrite I am daily fed Yet oft on barren mountains make my bed Oft on old oceans lap I sport & play Brisk as the winds & froliksome as May.