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And, finally, set guardians in the grounds,
Gray, gruesome grumblers.
For no one proud, nor stiff,
No solemn one, nor pale,
No chafferer, may come
To sully the begonias, nor vex
With holy or sublime ado
The kremlin of kermess.
And, finally, set guardians in the grounds,
Gray, gruesome grumblers.
For no one proud, nor stiff,
No solemn one, nor pale,
No chafferer, may come
To sully the begonias, nor vex
With holy or sublime ado
The kremlin of kermess.
VII
Only the lusty and the plenteous
Shall walk
The bronze-filled plazas
And the nut-shell esplanades.
Only the lusty and the plenteous
Shall walk
The bronze-filled plazas
And the nut-shell esplanades.
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