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[279] But let it pass; here is a bit
     Of unrhymed story, with a hint
Of the old preaching mood in it,
     The sort of sidelong moral squint
Our friend objects to, which has grown,
     I fear, a habit of my own.
Twas written when the Asian plague drew near,
     And the land held its breath and paled with sudden fear. “

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