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     A little while the world may run
Its old mad way, with needle-gun
     And iron-clad, but truth, at last, shall reign:
The cradle-song of Christ was never sung in vain!”

Shifting his scattered papers, ‘Here,’
     He said, as died the faint applause,
“Is something that I found last year
     Down on the island known as Orr's.
I had it from a fair-haired girl
     Who, oddly, bore the name of Pearl,
(As if by some droll freak of circumstance,)
     Classic, or wellnigh so, in Harriet Stowe's romance.”

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