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Death went upon a solemn day	A
At Pluto's hall his court to pay	A
The phantom having humbly kiss'd	B
His grisly monarch's sooty fist	B
Presented him the weekly bills	C
Of doctors fevers plagues and pills	C
Pluto observing since the peace	D
The burial article decrease	D
And vex'd to see affairs miscarry	E
Declared in council Death must marry	E
Vow'd he no longer could support	F
Old bachelors about his court	F
The interest of his realm had need	G
That Death should get a numerous breed	G
Young deathlings who by practice made	H
Proficient in their father's trade	H
With colonies might stock around	I
His large dominions under ground	I
A consult of coquettes below	J
Was call'd to rig him out a beau	J
From her own head Megaera takes	K
A periwig of twisted snakes	K
Which in the nicest fashion curl'd	L
Like toupees of this upper world	L
With flower of sulphur powder'd well	M
That graceful on his shoulders fell	M
An adder of the sable kind	N
In line direct hung down behind	N
The owl the raven and the bat	O
Clubb'd for a feather to his hat	O
His coat a usurer's velvet pall	P
Bequeath'd to Pluto corpse and all	Q
But loath his person to expose	R
Bare like a carcass pick'd by crows	R
A lawyer o'er his hands and face	S
Stuck artfully a parchment case	S
No new flux'd rake show'd fairer skin	T
Nor Phyllis after lying in	T
With snuff was fill'd his ebon box	U
Of shin bones rotted by the pox	U
Nine spirits of blaspheming fops	U
With aconite anoint his chops	U
And give him words of dreadful sounds	U
G d d n his blood and b d and w ds '	V
Thus furnish'd out he sent his train	W
To take a house in Warwick lane	W
The faculty his humble friends	U
A complimental message sends	U
Their president in scarlet gown	X
Harangued and welcomed him to town	X
But Death had business to dispatch	Y
His mind was running on his match	Y
And hearing much of Daphne's fame	Z
His majesty of terrors came	Z
Fine as a colonel of the guards	U
To visit where she sat at cards	U
She as he came into the room	A2
Thought him Adonis in his bloom	A2
And now her heart with pleasure jumps	U
She scarce remembers what is trumps	U
For such a shape of skin and bone	B2
Was never seen except her own	B2
Charm'd with his eyes and chin and snout	C2
Her pocket glass drew slily out	C2
And grew enamour'd with her phiz	U
As just the counterpart of his	U
She darted many a private glance	U
And freely made the first advance	U
Was of her beauty grown so vain	W
She doubted not to win the swain	W
Nothing she thought could sooner gain him	D2
Than with her wit to entertain him	D2
She ask'd about her friends below	J
This meagre fop that batter'd beau	J
Whether some late departed toasts	U
Had got gallants among the ghosts	U
If Chloe were a sharper still	E2
As great as ever at quadrille	E2
The ladies there must needs be rooks	U
For cards we know are Pluto's books	U
If Florimel had found her love	F2
For whom she hang'd herself above	F2
How oft a week was kept a ball	E2
By Proserpine at Pluto's hall	E2
She fancied those Elysian shades	U
The sweetest place for masquerades	U
How pleasant on the banks of Styx	U
To troll it in a coach and six	U
What pride a female heart inflames	U
How endless are ambition's aims	U
Cease haughty nymph the Fates decree	E
Death must not be a spouse for thee	E
For when by chance the meagre shade	H
Upon thy hand his finger laid	H
Thy hand as dry and cold as lead	G2
His matrimonial spirit fled	G2
He felt about his heart a damp	H2
That quite extinguished Cupid's lamp	H2
Away the frighted spectre scuds	U
And leaves my lady in the suds	U

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