How is your trade, Aquarius, / This frosty night? / Complaints is many and various / And my feet are cold, says Aquarius, / There's Venus objects to Dolphin-scales, / And Mars to Crab-spawn found in my pails, / And the pump has frozen to-night, / And the pump has frozen to-night.

-Robert Graves

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