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Sweet Auburn, Loveliest Village Of The Plain.

Where Wealth And Freedom Reign Contentment Fails, And Honour Sinks Where Commerce Long Prevails.

You, That Are Going To Be Married, Think Things Can Never Be Done Too Fast: But We That Are Old, And Know What We Are About, Must Elope Methodically, Madam.

But Times Are Alter'd; Trade's Unfeeling Train Usurp The Land, And Dispossess The Swain; Along The Lawn, Where Scatter'd Hamlets Rose, Unwieldy Wealth And Cumbrous Pomp Repose.

Error Is Always Talkative.