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urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.1	head	The Candidate
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.2	lg	
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.2.1	l	When sly Jemmy Twitcher had smugged up his face
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.2.2	l	With a lick of court whitewash and pious grimace,
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.2.3	l	A-wooing he went, where three sisters of old
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.2.4	l	In harmless society guttle and scold.
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.3	lg	
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.3.1	l	'Lord! Sister,' says Physic to Law, 'I declare
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.3.2	l	Such a sheep-biting look, such a pick-pocket air,
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.3.3	l	Not I, for the Indies! you know I'm no prude;
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.3.4	l	But his nose is a shame and his eyes are so lewd!
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.3.5	l	Then he shambles and straddles so oddly, I fear---
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.3.6	l	No; at our time of life, 'twould be silly, my dear.'
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.4	lg	
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.4.1	l	'I don't know,' says Law, 'now methinks, for his look,
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.4.2	l	'Tis just like the picture in Rochester's book.
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.4.3	l	But his character, Phyzzy, his morals, his life;
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.4.4	l	When she died, I can't tell, but he once had a wife.
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.5	lg	
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.5.1	l	'They say he's no Christian, loves drinking and whoring,
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.5.2	l	And all the town rings of his swearing and roaring,
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.5.3	l	His lying and filching, and Newgate-bird tricks:---
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.5.4	l	Not I,---for a coronet, chariot and six.'
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.6	lg	
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.6.1	l	Divinity heard, between waking and dozing,
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.6.2	l	Her sisters denying and Jemmy proposing;
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.6.3	l	From dinner she rose with her bumper in hand,
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.6.4	l	She stroked up her belly and stroked down her band.
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.7	lg	
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.7.1	l	'What a pother is here about wenching and roaring!
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.7.2	l	Why David loved catches and Solomon whoring.
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.7.3	l	Did not Israel filch from the Egyptians of old
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.7.4	l	Their jewels of silver and jewels of gold?
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.7.5	l	The prophet of Bethel, we read, told a lie;
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.7.6	l	He drinks: so did Noah; he swears: so do I.
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.7.7	l	To refuse him for such peccadillos were odd;
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.7.8	l	Besides, he repents, and he talks about God.
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.8	lg	
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.8.1	l	'Never hang down your head, you poor penitent elf!
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.8.2	l	Come, buss me, I'll be Mrs Twitcher myself.
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.8.3	l	Damn ye both for a couple of Puritan bitches!
urn:cts:tgap:GrayThomas.TheCandidate.English.1716_cand:1.8.4	l	He's Christian enough that repents and that stitches.'