Fire, Water, Woman, are Man's Ruin; br Says wise Professor Vander Bruin. br By Flames a House I hir'd was lost br Last Year: and I must pay the Cost. br This Spring the Rains o'erflow'd my Ground: br And my best Flanders Mare was drown'd. br A Slave I am to Clara's Eyes: br The Gipsey knows her Pow'r, and flies. br Fire, Water, Woman, are My Ruin: br And great Thy Wisdom, Vander Bruin.