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...rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurril-jester, is there room for you 1 Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil, and confute my pen — To make me own this hind of princes peer, This rail-splitter a true-born king of men. My shallow...

...pain ! Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet The stars and stripes he lived to rear anew, Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer — To lame my pencil, and confute my pen — To make me own this hind of princes peer, This rail-splitter a true-born king of men. My shallow...

...anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurrile jester, is there room for you ? Tes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil, and confute my pen — To make me own this hind of princes peer, This rail-splitter a true-born king of men. My shallow...

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...rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurril-j ester, is there room for you ? Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil and confute my pen — To make me own this hind of princes peer, *l'his rail-splitter a true-born king of men. > ••'...

...pain. Beside this corpse, that bears for winding-sheet The Stars and Stripes he lived to rear anew, Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil and confute my pen ; To make me own this hind of princes peer, — This rail-splitter, a true-born king of men. My...

...rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet. Say, scurril-jester, is there room for you Î Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil, and confute my pen ; To make me own this hind of princes peer, This rail-splitter a true-born king of men. My shallow...

...to rear anew, Between the mourners at his head and feet, Say, scurril-jester, is there room for youf Yes, he had lived to shame me from my sneer, To lame my pencil, and confute my pen; To make me own this hind of princes peer, This rail-splitter a true-born king of men. My shallow...