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CLENDENIN'S LAMENT.
While bridal knots are being tied
And bridal meats are being basted,
I shiver in the cold outside
And pine for joys I've never tasted.
And bridal meats are being basted,
I shiver in the cold outside
And pine for joys I've never tasted.
Oh, what's a nomination worth,
When you have labored months to get it
If, all at once, with heartless mirth,
The cruel senator's upset it?
When you have labored months to get it
If, all at once, with heartless mirth,
The cruel senator's upset it?
Fate weaves me such a toilsome way,
My modest wisdom may not ken it—
But, all the same, a plague I say
Upon that stingy, hostile senate!
My modest wisdom may not ken it—
But, all the same, a plague I say
Upon that stingy, hostile senate!
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