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DEAD GAME.
Time was, but ne'er will be again,
When I have made “dead game!”
A cruel shot; I've given pain,
Hast thou, Sir, done the same?
When I have made “dead game!”
A cruel shot; I've given pain,
Hast thou, Sir, done the same?
Time was, time is, and may be still,
For Sportsmen full of game,
But mark me, Sir, the present will
Increase the Poet's fame.
For Sportsmen full of game,
But mark me, Sir, the present will
Increase the Poet's fame.
In love, O never, Sir, make sport,
Let honor keep thy name;
And never let the fair report,
That thou hast made dead Game.
Let honor keep thy name;
And never let the fair report,
That thou hast made dead Game.
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