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Jonathan Swift - A Description of the Morning
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     Now hardly here and there a hackney-coach 
    Appearing, show`d the ruddy morn`s approach.
    Now Betty from her master`s bed had flown,
    And softly stole to discompose her own.
    The slip-shod `prentice from his master`s door
    Had par`d the dirt, and sprinkled round the floor.
    Now Moll had whirl`d her mop with dext`rous airs,
    Prepar`d to scrub the entry and the stairs.
    The youth with broomy stumps began to trace
   The kennel-edge, where wheels had worn the place.
   The small-coal man was heard with cadence deep;
   Till drown`d in shriller notes of "chimney-sweep."
   Duns at his lordship`s gate began to meet;
   And brickdust Moll had scream`d through half a street.
   The turnkey now his flock returning sees,
   Duly let out a-nights to steal for fees.
   The watchful bailiffs take their silent stands;
   And schoolboys lag with satchels in their hands.
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