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Poem	My love's manners in bed are not to be discussed by me, as mine by her I would not credit comment upon gracefully. Yet I ride by the margin of that lake in the wood, the castle, and the excitement of strongholds; and have a small boy's notion of doing good. Oh well, I will say here, knowing each man, let you find a good wife too, and love her as hard as you can.
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