O blessed drums of Aldershot! O blessed South-west train! O blessed, blessed Speaker`s clock, All prophesying rain! O blessed yaffil, laughing loud! O blessed falling glass! O blessed fan of cold gray cloud! O blessed smelling grass! O bless`d South wind that toots his horn Through every hole and crack! I`m off at eight to-morrow morn, To bring such fishes back! Eversley, April 1, 1856.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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