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EPIGRAM CCLX.

[An elbow, we're in proverbs told]

SIC ERAT IN FATIS.

An elbow, we're in proverbs told,
More sharp than usual marks a scold,
Of everlasting lungs:
Perhaps you'll be perplex'd to guess
What correspondence, more or less,
Elbows can have with tongues!
To solve the doubt, from popular lore
Permit me, with one proverb more,
Your memories to refresh:
'Tis Fate's decree, you must have known,
That whatsoever's bred in the bone,
Should never out of the flesh!