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CANTO II.
A Poor man's Suit you must deny,
With a Rich man's Request comply;
Visit him at his sick Bed,
Pray for him, and wish him dead.
Send daily to know how he does do,
H••ping he will ne're come too;
After the Messenger throw an old Shoe.
By all means you must be civil,
And hold a Candle to the Devil.
Complement him while he has breath,
And Caress him after Death.
Carry the Pall, and wear the Black,
And privately, for Joy, drink Sack,
The veriest Knave in all the Pack.
Entertain the Man you hate,
If he be great, do it in State;
Always keep a proud Gate.
But the Woman, you must know,
Must be brought unto your Bow,
Just as I us'd to be,
With a Female Charity.
The best thing a Man can give,
Is to please a Woman while you live.
She'l accept it from a Flale,
In Fee-Simple, or Fee-Tail.
For a Voyage set Sayl,
Honest men never fail.
O this Rare obliging Sect,
Like the Suns Beams on all Reflect.