Chloe—The Hon. H. Erskine.

Chloe—The Hon. H. Erskine.“Thatprattling Cloe fibs,” forsooth,Demure and silent Cynthia cries;But falsely! for can aught but truthFlow from a tongue thatnever lies.

Chloe—The Hon. H. Erskine.“Thatprattling Cloe fibs,” forsooth,Demure and silent Cynthia cries;But falsely! for can aught but truthFlow from a tongue thatnever lies.

“Thatprattling Cloe fibs,” forsooth,Demure and silent Cynthia cries;But falsely! for can aught but truthFlow from a tongue thatnever lies.

“Thatprattling Cloe fibs,” forsooth,Demure and silent Cynthia cries;But falsely! for can aught but truthFlow from a tongue thatnever lies.

“Thatprattling Cloe fibs,” forsooth,Demure and silent Cynthia cries;But falsely! for can aught but truthFlow from a tongue thatnever lies.

“Thatprattling Cloe fibs,” forsooth,

Demure and silent Cynthia cries;

But falsely! for can aught but truth

Flow from a tongue thatnever lies.

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