"Nor can you unconcern'd thro' <i>Ludgate</i> pass / Without a Conscience steel'd, or Heart of Brass; / Where, thro' the Iron Grate, a Rueful Tongue / Directs you to the <i>Box</i> below 'em hung, / To angle Farthings from the num'rous Throng"
Jack Pavy, A Satyr. [from The Works of Mr. Robert Gould]
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