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'And art thou gone, beloved ghost?
 * Best of familiars!

Nay then, farewell, my duckling roast, Farewell, farewell, my tea and toast,
 * My meerschaum and cigars!

'The hues of life are dull and gray,
 * The sweets of life insipid,

When thou, my charmer, art away— Old brick, or rather, let me say,
 * Old parallelepiped!'

Instead of singing verse the third,
 * I ceased; abruptly, rather—

But, after such a splendid word, I felt that it would be absurd
 * To try it any farther.