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“No,” Syntax said, “no never fear, I stand a hungry figure here,
And thank you for your friendly cheer.
Besides your welcome gives that zest Which turns a morsel to a feast;
That feast, my friend, I now enjoy, Which satisfies, but does not cloy:
I'm as well-pleas'd with your bestowing As I shall be where I am going.
To that point where the sun does rise,
From hence my present journey lies:
To-night, Sir Stately Stirrup's guest, I hope at Stirrup-Hall to rest;
For his grave worship condescends To number me among his friends.”
“He may be proud,” said John, “of you,
But what I tell you, Sir, is true, His flock of friends is very few.”