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day when Charmus ran with five In Arcady, as I'm alive, He came in seventh. "Five and one Make seven, you say ? It can't be done." Well, if you think it needs a note, A friend in a fur overcoat Ran with him, crying all the while, "You'll beat 'em, Charmus, by a mile!" And so he came in seventh. Therefore, good Zoilus, you see The thing is plain as plain can be; And with four more for company, He would have been eleventh.

THE gloom of death is on the raven's wing, The song of death is in the raven's cries: But when Demophilus begins to sing, The raven dies.