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The poem hangs on the berry bush
When comes the poet's eye.
The street begins to masquerade
When Shakespeare passes by.
—William C. Gannett.
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Be thou a poor man and a just
And thou mayest live without alarm;
For leave the good man Satan must,
———
The poem hangs on the berry bush
When comes the poet's eye.
The street begins to masquerade
When Shakespeare passes by.
—William C. Gannett.
———
Be thou a poor man and a just
And thou mayest live without alarm;
For leave the good man Satan must,