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A college teacher sat in our throng,
Whose chair was one that did not belong
O'er frequent, if ever before, in camps
Alight with the midnight study-lamps,
Or wassailing-glims that oft we see:
“Professor of Ancient Mounds” was he.
Whose chair was one that did not belong
O'er frequent, if ever before, in camps
Alight with the midnight study-lamps,
Or wassailing-glims that oft we see:
“Professor of Ancient Mounds” was he.
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