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82 And elbows, with the palms turned out,
 * Chicago Semite Viennese.

A lustreless protrusive eye
 * Stares from the protozoic slime

At a perspective of Canalotto.
 * The smoky candle end of time

Declines. On the Rialto once.
 * The rats are underneath the piles.

The jew is underneath the lot.
 * Money in furs. The boatman smiles,

Princess Volupine extends
 * A meagre, blue-nailed, phthisic hand

To climb the waterstair. Lights, lights,
 * She entertains Sir Ferdinand

Klein. Who clipped the lion's wings
 * And flea'd his rump and pared his claws;

Thought Burbank, meditating on
 * Time's ruins, and the seven laws.