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O Great Corrector Of Enormous Times, Shaker Of O'er-rank States, Thou Grand Decider Of Dusty And Old Titles, That Healest With Blood The Earth When It Is Sick, And Curest The World O' The Pleurisy Of People.

Come, Sing Now, Sing; For I Know You Sing Well; I See You Have A Singing Face.

I Find The Medicine Worse Than The Malady.

Drink Today, And Drown All Sorrow; You Shall Perhaps Not Do Tomorrow.

Charity And Treating Begin At Home.