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Traces of the Rustic in Amos.
Tis sad but true that Amos heWas less polite than ought to be
A prophet though he is but minor;
If he were bidden out to dine or
Sup with colleagues then who knew
What Amos would or wouldn't do!
When he was urged a fork to try
“A knife is good enough for I,”
The rural Prophet would return,
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Polish he lacked and eke repose,
And now in Paradise he goes.
Are his rough ways still with him there?
For all his colleagues what a care!
How, burdened with a social sinner,
Must they lament his lack of manner!
How, blushing, bitterly regret
His rudimentary etiquette!
Saying, What will the Seraphim
And all the angels think of him!
Crying, Alas how grieve, how shame us
These rustic traces in our Amos!
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