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If you marry marry the widow whose house is brown, You will have the finest establishment in town.

Variety's charming, we know very well, But if carried too far, you will lose the fair belle. The lady whom you'll marry, of town is quite the belle, She rejoices in the very unassuming name of Nell.

To speak your mind you still endeavor, Believe me, 'tis not always clever. 'Neath sunny skies, by lake of azure blue, A merry little maiden waits for you.

Conceit, conceit, in every line I trace, Of your good-looking but transparent face.

Society book, Public applause, Critics approve, Fame is yours.

You despise my powers, but by this token, I tell you your engagement will be broken.

Yourself you think of first in everything, Forget yourself, some comfort it will bring.

Dance with him, play for him, there let it end, Be in no way impressed by the letter he'll send.

Yes, tall and graceful will your hero be, Brave, rich, refined, this knight you soon will see. Two plain gold rings, 'twill be your lot to wear, One will bring happiness, the other care.

Before the old year's bells ring out, He will propose without a doubt.

If you choose a lover with a golden egg, You will have plenty and will never beg.

Pluck up your spirit, your lover is true, But there's worry for him, and a journey for you.

If you decide to be his wife, In another clime you'll pass your life.

Any person with a little ingenuity can toss up piles of such sentiment as the above and by exercising a little wit there is no reason why there should be any lack of variety in the fortune-telling discs.