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MUNITO.
FROM A POEM ON DOGS.
Though great Spadille, or that famed Prince of LooAll conqu'ring Pam, turn backward from his view,—
Swift in the noble chase, Munito tracks
The Royal guests amid Plebeian packs;
And though the cards in mixed confusion lie,
And mock the vigour of a human eye,
Munito still, with more than human art,
Knows Kings from Knaves, the Diamond from the Heart:
Happy were men, if thus in graver things
Our Knaves were always parted from our Kings;
Happy the maid, who in Love's maze can part
The miser's Diamond from the lover's Heart!
1818.
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