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One Queen Artemisia, as old stories tell, / When deprived of her husband she loved so well, / In respect for the love and affection he show'd her, / She reduc'd him to dust and she drank up the powder. / But Queen Netherplace, of a diff'rent complexion, / When called on to order the fun'ral direction, / Would have eat her dead lord, on a slender pretence, / Not to show her respect, but-to save the expense!