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And Katerfelto, with his hair on end At his own wonders, wondering for his bread. 'T is pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world,--to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd.

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While fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.

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O Winter, ruler of the inverted year![420-2]

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With spots quadrangular of diamond form, Ensanguined hearts, clubs typical of strife, And spades, the emblems of untimely graves.

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In indolent vacuity of thought.

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It seems the part of wisdom.

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All learned, and all drunk!

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Gloriously drunk, obey the important call.

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Those golden times And those Arcadian scenes that Maro sings, And Sidney, warbler of poetic prose.

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The Frenchman's darling.[421-1]

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