Poems, Epigrams and Sonnets By R. E. Egerton-Warburton |
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EVERY MAN HIS HOBBY.
A wealthy Cit, intent to buyEach picture rare that pleas'd his eye,
Who would not, if a Claude were sold,
Forego it for a mine of gold;
On hearing at how dear a rate
His friend had purchas'd an estate,
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Induc'd you such a sum to pay?
Of land I know the market price,
How could you without my advice?”
“Why,” quoth the other, “thus abuse me?
Call it my picture, and excuse me.”
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