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[Or, as the no less immortal author of Hudibras would have quaintly said;]

‘Now Madam Eve, with gown of pink,
Stepp'd down to Neptune's tap to drink,
Where Phœbus just before had been
At his old fam'd salt-water inn
(To end the labours of the day),
And give his horses, oats, and hay,
And bed, and clear their hoofs from gravel,
To fit them for next morning's travel.’