[Pg 58] LYDIA: You sweet, philandering, perjured villain, Tho’ Cally boy were twice as killin’. [Pg 59] [Pg 59] III III TO PYRRHA “Quis multa gracilis.” “Quis multa gracilis.” What young tin whistle gent, Bedaubed with barber’s scent,— What cheapskate waits on you To woo, O Pyrrha? What cheapskate waits on you To woo, O Pyrrha? For whom the puff and rat And transformation that You bought a year ago Or so, O Pyrrha? You bought a year ago Or so, O Pyrrha? Peeved? Not a bit. Not I I’m sorry for the guy. He draws a lovely lime This time, O Pyrrha!
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