THOUGH tempers are bad and peevish folks swear,
Remember to ruffle thy brows, friend, ne'er;
And let not the fancies of women so fair
E'er serve thy pleasure in life to impair.
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And let not the fancies of women so fair E'er serve thy pleasure in life to impair... Let not...... great advice.