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By the Fireside.
Loud the clamorous bell was ringing From its belfry gaunt and grim;'T was the daily call to labor, Not a triumph meant for him.
Not the less he saw the landscape, In its gleaming vapor veiled;Not the less he breathed the odors That the dying leaves exhaled.
Thus, upon the village common, By the school-boys he was found;And the wise men, in their wisdom, Put him straightway into pound.
Then the sombre village crier, Ringing loud his brazen bell,Wandered down the street proclaiming There was an estray to sell.
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