Man’s sentence’s in vain, for it’s subject is pain, And sorrow, and short as a quick click; |
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Tis a hodge- And sounds, semantics, and logique. But we’ll take no care when the funding proves fair; Nor will we vex now our wee brains; We’ll banish all sorrow, and sing till to-morrow, And theorize and theorize again. |