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 "Why, what the deuce!" our hero cries,
 * "Are these too ?

"Why surely all that meets his eyes
 * "He gets within his claws."

An infant train then comes in view,
 * And fills his heart with joy,

He gazes with affection true,
 * And pats a smiling boy.

He asks the nurse, but asks in vain,
 * Whose pretty brood appears;

For "Je vous n'entends pas" again
 * Assails his wond'ring ears.