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Now this human fossil, Sir Thomas Brown, / Considered by some a fool, or a clown, / By others -- 'mong whom, his children we name -- / As "non compos mentis"," being the same / As out of his head, or out of his mind, / No matter which, for in love we are blind, / Having met Mrs. Ruth as stated before, / He began at once to love and adore. / "Just the thing," quoth he, "for one of my age.
Though friends may laugh and children may rage, / I'll offer my wealth, my heart and my name.