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H'm, Scarabaeus Sisyphus-- What interest has that to us? We can't admire at all, at all, A tumble-bug without its ball. And then a sage will rise and say:
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Good friends, you err--turn back, I pray: This freak that you unwisely shun Is bug and ball rolled into one.
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The Sun,
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The dead in Christ rise first, 't is writ, Quoth he--
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