He was an unzipped fly caught in forever amber.
WhenTime shall turn those amber locks to grey, My verse again shall gild and make them gay.
Sir Plume, of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane.
Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the Devil they got there.
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