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Little's the good to sit and grieve / Because the serpent tempted Eve.
Better to wipe your eyes and take / A club and go out and kill a snake.
What do you gain by cursing Nick / For playing her such a scurvy trick? / Better go out and some villain find / Who serves the devil, and beat him blind.
But if you prefer, as I suspect, / To philosophize, why, then, reflect: / If the cunning rascal upon the limb / Hadn't tempted her she'd have tempted him.