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THE SINGLE HOUND.

LXXX.


LOW at my problem bending,
Another problem comes,
Larger than mine, serener,
Involving statelier sums;
I check my busy pencil.
My ciphers slip away,
Wherefore, my baffled fingers,
Time Eternity?