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A LISP IN NUMBERS by EDWARD EDWIN FOOT

First Line: ALTHO' WE MOURN FOR ONE NOW GONE
Last Line: WITHIN TWO EQUAL DAYS.
Subject(s): TEMPLE, HENRY. 3D VISCOUNT PALMERSTON;
ALTHO' we mourn for one now gone,
And he—that grey-hair'd Palmerston,
We will give God the praise,—
For he, beyond the age of man,
Eleven years had over-ran
Within two equal days.




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