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Oh, the workings of genius are keen and laborious!

Here's a new wonder, incredible, glorious!

Who but this twain Have the boldness of brain

To so quaint an invention to run?

Such a marvellous thing, if another had said it had

Happened to him, I should never have credited;

I should have just Thought that he must

Simply be talking for fun!

Come, take your places by the balance.

There !

Now, each take hold of it, and speak your verse,

And don't let go until I say "Cuckoo."

We have it.

Now, each a verse into the scale!

"Would God no Argo e'er had winged the brine."

"Spercheios, and ye haunts of grazing kine!