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~ Oh! Mr Best Youโ€™re Very Bad โ€“ Jane Austen

I donโ€™t suppose your that silly

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Oh! Mr. Best, youโ€™re very bad And all the world shall know it;

Your base behaviour shall be sung By me, a tunefull Poet.

You used to go to Harrowgate Each summer as it came,

And why I pray should you refuse To go this year the same?

The wayโ€™s as plain, the roadโ€™s as smooth,

The Posting not increased;

Youโ€™re scarcely stouter than you were,

Not younger Sir at least.

If eโ€™er the waters were of use

Why now their use forego?

You may not live another year,

Allโ€™s mortal here below.

It is your duty Mr Best To give your health repair.

Vain else your Richardโ€™s pills will be,

And vain your Consortโ€™s care.

But yet a nobler Duty calls You now towards the North.

Arise ennobled -as Escort Of Martha Lloyd stand forth.

She wants your aid โ€“ she honours you With a distinguished call.

Stand forth to be the friend of her Who is the friend of all.

Take her, and wonder at your luck, In having such a Trust.

Her converse sensible and sweet Will banish heat and dust.

So short sheโ€™ll make the journey seem

Youโ€™ll bid the Chaise stand still.

Tโ€™will be like driving at full speed From Newbโ€™ry to Speen hill.

Convey her safe to Mortonโ€™s wife And Iโ€™ll forget the past,

And write some verses in your praise As finely and as fast.

But if you still refuse to go Iโ€™ll never let your rest,

Buy haunt you with reproachful song Oh! wicked Mr. Best!

~ Oh! Mr Best Youโ€™re Very Bad โ€“ Jane Austen

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