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ON THE ELYSIAN FIELDS.
“Not yet, but soon.”
Said Bacon to Shakespeare, I oft hear your name—
In five diff'rent spellings they quote it:
But as for the STUFF—truth is always the same—
You know mighty well that I wrote it.”
In five diff'rent spellings they quote it:
But as for the STUFF—truth is always the same—
You know mighty well that I wrote it.”
Then Shakespeare replied, “here's still work to be done—
There is no use to scold or to banter:
For yonder in new robes of khaki, comes one,
Who settles all questions instanter.”
There is no use to scold or to banter:
For yonder in new robes of khaki, comes one,
Who settles all questions instanter.”
Then the referee smiled, and said “What's in a name?
Uncalled-for this crass conversation—
By George, neither one of you scribbled that same:
'Twas ME, in an off-incarnation.”
Uncalled-for this crass conversation—
By George, neither one of you scribbled that same:
'Twas ME, in an off-incarnation.”
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