In Allusion To Some Partnership In A Lottery Share Impromptu. --Ego Pars--Virg. In Wedlock A Species Of Lottery Lies, Where In Blanks And In Prizes We Deal; But How Comes It That You, Such A Capital Prize, Should So Long Have Remained In The Wheel? If Ever, By Fortune'S Indulgent Decree, To Me Such A Ticket Should Roll, A Sixteenth, Heaven Knows! Were Sufficient For Me; For What Could I Do With The Whole?
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