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How early could he make excited

A heart of regular coquette!

And when to ruin he decided

In rage his person’s contestant,

How awfully caustic he was!

What artful nets he spread for those!

But you, the husbands, were so kind

That friendship with him did not mind:

He was caressed by cunning spouse –

Faublas’s[5] old-established friend,

And a suspicious old man,

And cuckold, who looks always nice,

Is proud of his style of life,

His copious dinner and his wife.