In especial his foe to harass.
And he's been heard to state, red with passion, his hatred
For the man and his friends and his class.
So he sits there in rage, and disfigures each page
With numerous mystic devices
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Which mean "very bad," "such delusion is sad,"
Or, "this phrase from the pony quite nice is."
He, frowning the while in a tragical style,
His passion now hisses, now mutters;
And hid from his sight, by poetical right,
Let us list to the words that he utters.
"O, ages shall tell of the doom that befell
The stripling who thwarted my passion;
The whole world shall see that who trifles with me
Straight suffers in summary fashion.
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