Is there any line between

To be

And

Not to be?

Yet, have patience and see the burglar-proofs around its waist

His names will serve all the airs alongside its way

And the country will pride for his success

His triumph to catching the eyes on it

Once more and firmer than ever.

Old dollies, stick to your names

Young starters, hold your running mouths and breathes;

Let it spell itself all through to the end of the margin

And let them know that

The burglar-proofs have weaned themselves.

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