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I. If It be pleasant to look on, stalled in the packed serai, Does not the Young Man try Its temper and pace ere he buy? If She be pleasant to look on, what does the Young Man say? “Lo! She is pleasant to look on, give Her to me today!”

II. Yea, though a Kafir die, to him is remitted Jehannum If he borrowed in life from a native at sixty per cent. per annum.

III. Blister we not for bursati? So when the heart is vexed, The pain of one maiden's refusal is drowned in the pain of the next.

IV. The temper of chums, the love of your wife, and a new piano's tune-- Which of the three will you trust at the end of an Indian June?