By the absorbing heat and wind foredone.

Of fools and prodigals the fate pourtray,

Of knaves who suck their substance all away.

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THE MIRY LANE.

THE MIRY LANE.

We

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THE DOUBTFUL RACE.

THE DOUBTFUL RACE.

Beyond

Would he were safe upon its side,

To gain the ferry in his stride.

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That time and tide for no man wait,

The idle seaman all too late.

Victor of hosts in every clime,

Nor ever deigned to race with time.

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