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Once on a time a lady quarrelled / With the witty Douglass Jerrold, / Because that he had been so bold, / To hint that she was growing old.
She said her hair was dark 'till one day / She used an essence turned it gray, / O, yes, said he, tincture of time / Affects the hair in this our clime.