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Though she was far from that leap year, whoseleap,

In female dates, strikes Time all of a heap.

LII1.

This may be fix’d at somewhere before thirty —Say seven-and-twenty j for I never knewThe strictest in chronology and virtue

Advance beyond, while they could passfor new.

Oh, Time! Why dost not pause? Thy scythe,so dirty

With rust, should surely cease to hack and hew.Reset it; shave more smoothly, also slower,

If but to keep thy credit as a mower.

LIV.

But Adeline was far from that ripe age,Whose ripeness is but bitter at the best: