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To Paris last at length he came,
Nor deem him very much to blame
If he pronounced it dull and tame;

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For was it not an insult great,
Enough to rouse his lasting hate,
To thrust a muzzle o'er his pate?

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Nevertheless, he was not blind

To those famed charms of form and mind Which are in "Eugenie" combined,

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And, spite of ignominious gag,

Whene'er she passed his tail would mag

Nanimously begin to wag.

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But her imperial lord with scowl

He greeted, muttering a growl,

Which culminated in a howl.

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Whether by instinct or by reason,

Dandy divined 'twas shooting season,
Nor deemed a day's sport could be treason:

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For he was neither knave nor fool,
But had been bred in freedom's school,
Where "game-laws" exercise no rule.

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One day they walked him off to cricket;
But while the boys played "single wicket,"
He cast an eye on yonder thicket;

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And, lolling waggishly his tongue,
Said to himself, "Now, I'll be hung
If I'm not soon those trees among!"

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No sooner said than done, egad!
Off to the woods he dashed like mad,
And after him strode each stout lad.

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But soon, alas! his pleasure ended;

For, sniffing where the pheasants wended, He had been shot unless befriended.

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Keepers, enraged at loss of game,
Dandy a "poaching thief" proclaim,
Giving him thus an evil name.

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So back he hurried straight to town,
With his tail drooping sadly down,
And on his noble face-a frown!

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That night he groaned aloud in sleep; His thoughts were far beyond the deep Where Flora lay-'mid mouldering heap.

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To dissipate his melancholy,

He tried a round of London folly;

But vain the effort to be jolly.

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Though free o'er Rotten Row to range, All seemed insipid, stale, and strange : The doctors recommended change.

CANTO THE FOURTH.

DANDY A PILGRIM TO ROME.

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HAVING got somewhat tired of home, We started off forthwith to Rome,

And visited St Peter's dome.

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For Dandy, in dejection sunk,

And feeling some religious funk,

Had half a mind to be a monk;

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And inwardly made resolution,
That, ere the sun's next revolution,

He'd seek the Church's absolution.