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In the old town of Coventry, so people say, / Dwelt a Peer who was utterly lacking in pity; / Universally loathed for the rigorous way / That he burdened the rates of the City. / By his merciless methods of petty taxation, / The poor were reduced to the verge of starvation.
But the Earl had a wife, whom the people adored, / For her kindness of heart even more than her beauty, / And her pitiless lord she besought and implored / To remit this extortionate "duty"; / But he answered: "My dear, pray reflect at your leisure, / What _you_ deem a 'duty,' to _me_ is a pleasure!"