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52 The maid would reward him,—

Gay company come;

They laugh, she laughs with them;

He is moonstruck and dumb.

This clinches the bargain;

Sails out of the bay;

Gets the vote in the senate,

Spite of Webster and Clay;

Has for genius no mercy,

For speeches no heed;

It lurks in the eyebeam,

It leaps to its deed.

Church, market, and tavern,

Bed and board, it will sway.

It has no to-morrow;

It ends with to-day.