Should You E'Er Be Unwell, Send Directly For Me; To Cure You I'll Haste With All Possible Speed, Prescribe And Find Medicine Without Any Fee.' Oh! Doctor! Your Offer'S Most Generous Indeed; I'd Accept But For Something The Vast Obligation. 'But For What, Pray?' The Instinct Of Self-Preservation. * * * * * If, As Swift Says, In The Most Delicate Mind Nastiest Ideas We Are Sure To Find, Then Equal To His Humour And His Wit Swift'S Delicacy We Must All Admit.
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