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Alumni of the South: I fain would sing The pompous asses and their blustering Whose acts obey the vice versa law Reflecting lustre from mere men of straw Where deepest jet, the purest pearl, outvies Nature still constant in anomalies And "Honest man, God's noblest work," a name Unknown in annals of this House of Fame— More lofty verse for such were penned in vaen Each pick his portrait in pure doggrel strain.— Let stern reality my picture fill Forego the lovely for the literal My metre as my tone play as I please With varied tints, as Autumn paints the trees.— Let me invoke, dread Nemesis, thy aid Thy coin flow freely where the debt is paid Oh! may this nobbler bright my muse inspire And guide my goose quill thro' thy maze,—Satire,—