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Joy to Philip! he this day / Has his long coats cast away, / And (the childish season gone) / Put the manly breeches on.
Officer on gay parade, / Red-coat in his first cockade, / Bridegroom in his wedding trim, / Birthday beau surpassing him, / Never did with conscious gait / Strut about in half the state / Or the pride (yet free from sin) / Of my little MANIKIN: / Never was there pride or bliss / Half so rational as his.