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So, if I try to make you laugh,Or if I chance to make you weep,Your comrade when you crunch and quaff,Your solace when you cannot sleep.
Its merely as a common manWho says what other people say,And hopes to end as he began,A treader of the beaten way.
June, 1891.
CAMBRIDGE: PRINTED BY C. J. CLAY, M.A., & SONS, AT THE UNIVERSITY PRESS.
