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In land of gold
Some, I behold,
  Around the usual turkey.

Then, health attend,
And fortune send,
  Some day upon our drugget,
They may appear,
With faces dear,
  And blest with many a nugget!

The list here ends
Of absent friends
  We need no longer roam, sir,
For what next is,
As a text is,
  Found much nearer home, sir.

There�s Nast, who�ll paint
You Zouave or saint,
  Or any kind of picter.
His better half
Will make you laugh
  At servants who afflict her.

(Oh, dear Phoebus!               
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