In the deep windings of the grove no more The hag obscene, and grisly phantom dwell; Nor in the fall of mountain-stream, or roar Of winds, is heard the angry spirit's yell.
While I have a tongue I'll abuse you, you most inimitable periphery. Look at her, boys! there she standsa convicted perpendicular in petticoats! There's contamination in her circumference, and she trembles with guilt down to the extremities of her corollaries. Ah! you're found out, you rectilineal antecedent, and equiangular old hag! 'Tis with you the devil will flyaway, you porter-swiping similitude of the bisection of a vortex!
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