Sure you muſt have obſerved the drop of the under lip is exploded ſince Lady Simpermode broke a tooth—(Sets her mouth affectedly)—I am preparing the caſt of the lips for the enſuing winter—thus—It is to be call’d the Paphian mimp.

Mr. Pope (with whom I lived) and Mr. Gay were then great favourites of Mrs. Howard, especially the latter, who was then one of her led-captains.

[…] but this supposition involves an arrangement based on principles associated with tertiate camps, planned in the proportion of 2:3, and this is to be eschewed.

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