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Comp for Bards Ends August 12

From all earth smelling jugs o'erbrimming With poesy. Harvard doth ask but one sip

Here are no palm swelling rubles; small argent barn

Go to he who doth all outstrip.

Transmit each verse, thrice scribed In lines twice spaced To mosty-halled Matthews, Room four, all arched.

O hark: When brooding time doth atalk To August twelve, and heads are left gourd-dry The contest closes evermore;

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(And five days hence)

When chiming pendulums do chorus four He judged heir to the bay leaf crown Shall proffer his selfsame poeay, Orate in yellow lit Lamontian Forum

More information in Matthews 4

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