The Merchant of the Picturesque
The Merchant of the Picturesque
A Counter has and sales
But is within or negative
Precisely as the calls
To Children he is small in price
And large in courtesy
It suits him better than a check
Their artless currency
Of Counterfeits he is so shy
Do one advance so near
As to behold his ample flight
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