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To fools you’ll lend a list'ning ear,
And knaves will be your lovers.
⟨M⟩—In Venus's wars, on London plains,
He'll spend his early youth;
The knave of diamonds if he gains;
Nay, never doubt the truth.
To prove this bold assertion just,
Your surgeon's bill produce;
Expose your nose, and own you must,
That nose unfit for use,
Queen of Diamonds.
⟨W⟩—If this queen to an amorous widow shall come,
Who has lately interr'd a good man,
For a husband again she will quickly make room,
And plague him as much as she can;
But let her beware how she trifles with him.
Tho' she fool'd with the sot that's departed;
For in that case most surely her hide he will trim,
Till her ladyship dies broken hearted.
⟨M⟩—The married man that draws this card,
Will soon a cuckold be;
Nor let him think his fortune hard
In so much company.
For out of twenty married pair,
Search all the country through,
Nineteen at least the horns must wear,
And pray why should not you.
King of Diamonds.
⟨W⟩—Alas! poor girl, though I lament your fate,
I cannot save you from a husband's hate;
A tyrant Lord will rule you thro' your life,
And make you curse the wretched name of wife.
⟨M⟩—To Lords and great people frequenting the court,
This card will most auspicious prove.
To the closets of princes they'll freely resort
