I know the whole blest genus.
I toy with roots that are the fruits
Of students' deep conjecture;
Of mood and tense I give the sense
At every Freshman lecture.
'Tis true! 'tis true !
The language of the Parthenon is mine,
And were Diogenes and I to meet
I could reply to all his questions. But
I have forgotten that one duty more
Compels me to be off. First must I go
And teach the ladies in the Annex, then
My cares are wholly ended for to-day.
Exit.
SCENE 2.
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