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Men always in wisdom talk, if so
Their words are guided 'mid things they know:
For wisdom is mostly what is learned
From matters again and again discerned.
And this plain man, with his sunburned face
Whose brandings winter could not efface,
And ancient hat that would not enhance
The beauty of humblest nail or shelf,
And clothes with a fit that would throw, perchance,
A city dude into fits himself,
And grammar at which, in pathetic plaint,
Poor Lindley Murray might “throw” a faint,
Was still with a wealth of facts endowed,
Of which a novelist might be proud.
And 'mid some others that one might name,
The following singular story came:
Their words are guided 'mid things they know:
For wisdom is mostly what is learned
From matters again and again discerned.
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Whose brandings winter could not efface,
And ancient hat that would not enhance
The beauty of humblest nail or shelf,
And clothes with a fit that would throw, perchance,
A city dude into fits himself,
And grammar at which, in pathetic plaint,
Poor Lindley Murray might “throw” a faint,
Was still with a wealth of facts endowed,
Of which a novelist might be proud.
And 'mid some others that one might name,
The following singular story came:
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