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MY QUEST.

I went where our Congress doth adjourn,

Duly, from day to day;

And granteth sums which somehow return,

Like the bread that floats away.

But all are nervous, - frightened, in fact.

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A thief is not happy when caught in the act.

I went to a famous college. "And there,"

Quoth I, "one may surely meet

Some fortunate youth, untroubled by care,

Merry and yet discreet.

Sure, on jollity's chosen ground

There may the happy man be found."

I hurried about from room to room,

But never a word of cheer

Heard I; each countenance, wrapped in gloom,

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