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The hot sun beating on the roof,

The slow clock ticking, and the sound

Which in opposing lines' behoof

The counsel made,—did all confound

His sense: then longed he for the hour

When their report they came to lay

Before the Commons; and the day

On which he'd 'scape SIR ROBERT'S power,

Then said he, "This is far too dreary: