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A TUTOR IN LOVE.

MISS H. (Aside, triumphantly.) So Aphrodite has Minerva conquered.

FAGG. From boyhood up, I sought some helpmeet kind,

But none but you have ever pleased my taste.

I never loved before, nor shall again

If you requite not my devotion now.

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Miss H. I - really - Mr. Fagg, don't understand.

FAGG. (Sings in dulcet tones.)

Come, live with me and be my love,

And I will talk to thee in Greek;

I'll teach thee dithyrambic verse,

And in dactylic measure speak.

Come, live with me and be my wife,

The verb to love let's conjugate;

Our thoughts and wishes we'll annex,

And laugh away the wrongs of fate.

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