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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Rev. Mr. Newton, Rector Of St. Mary Woolnoth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Says the Pipe to the Snuff-box, 'I can't understand<br>What the ladies and gentlemen see in your face,<br>That you are in fashion all over the land,<br>And I am so much fallen into disgrace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Do but see what a pretty contemplative air<br>I give to the company,—pray do but note 'em,—<br>You would think that the wise men of Greece were all there,<br>Or, at least, would suppose them the wise men of Gotham.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'My breath is as sweet as the breath of blown roses,<br>While you are a nuisance where'er you appear;<br>There is nothing but snivelling and blowing of noses,<br>Such a noise as turns any man's stomach to hear.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then, lifting his lid in a delicate way,<br>And opening his mouth with a smile quite engaging.<br>The Box in reply was heard plainly to say,<br>'What a silly dispute is this we are Waging!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'If you have a little of merit to claim,<br>You may thank the sweet-smelling Virginian weed;<br>And I, if I seem to deserve any blame,<br>The before-mentioned drug in apology plead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Thus neither the praise nor the blame is our own,<br>No room for a sneer, much less a cachinnus;<br>We are vehicles, not of tobacco alone,<br>But of anything else they may choose to put in us.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cowper">William Cowper</a><div class=q>
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