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244 When Time of all our flannelled hosts
 * Leaves only the renown,

Our cracks, perhaps, may join the ghosts
 * That roam on Windmill Down,

Where shadowy crowds will watch the strife,
 * And cheer the deeds of wonder

Achieved by giants whom in life
 * A century kept asunder.

ALFRED COCHRANE.