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And swear by (Slyp?), and all the powers below | And swear by (Slyp?), and all the powers below | ||
In good old heathen days twas never so. | In good old heathen days twas never so. | ||
Ah! what avails it, that in days of yore | |||
The (2) of the brick I love! | |||
For four long years with logic (1) my head | |||
And feeding thought went (supported?) to bed, | |||
Since you with whom my lot afloat is thrown | |||
(O elegance of taste to land unknown) | |||
Superior reverences to the man refuse | |||
Who mends your morals, than who mends your shoes. | |||
But (1) waves your (1) you answer. True | |||
Nor does your friend wi? his offerings (1); | |||
Whenever compelled to use the (1) hole | |||
In some bye? nook I'll leave a moral scrowl?; | |||
The moral scrowl who next succeds may reach, | |||
And to his brains brains apply it, on his breach, | |||
Thus shall your ? find a just excuse | |||
And one Sea Chaplain boasts his works of ? | |||
And as yourselves how time to time repair | |||
To drop the reliefs of ? there. |
Revision as of 15:59, 8 July 2017
(In process, please don't edit. Jennifer J. Leong Cardwell, j_leongcardwell@yahoo.com, transcription July 2017] And swear by (Slyp?), and all the powers below In good old heathen days twas never so. Ah! what avails it, that in days of yore The (2) of the brick I love! For four long years with logic (1) my head And feeding thought went (supported?) to bed, Since you with whom my lot afloat is thrown (O elegance of taste to land unknown) Superior reverences to the man refuse Who mends your morals, than who mends your shoes. But (1) waves your (1) you answer. True Nor does your friend wi? his offerings (1); Whenever compelled to use the (1) hole In some bye? nook I'll leave a moral scrowl?; The moral scrowl who next succeds may reach, And to his brains brains apply it, on his breach, Thus shall your ? find a just excuse And one Sea Chaplain boasts his works of ? And as yourselves how time to time repair To drop the reliefs of ? there.