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Charles Lamb - Penny Pieces
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"I keep it, dear papa, within my glove."
"You do—what sum then usually, my love,
Is there deposited? I make no doubt,
Some penny pieces you are not without."


"O no, papa, they`d soil my glove, and be
Quite odious things to carry. O no—see,
This little bit of gold is surely all
That I shall want; for I shall only call
For a small purchase I shall make, papa,
And a mere trifle I`m to buy mamma;
Just to make out the change: so there`s no need
To carry penny pieces, sir, indeed."


"O now I know then why a blind man said
Unto a dog which this blind beggar led,—
`Where`er you see some fine young ladies, Tray,
Be sure you lead me quite another way.
The poor man`s friend fair ladies used to be;
But now I find no tale of misery
Will ever from their pockets draw a penny:`
The blind man did not see they wear not any."
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