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... I.-THim MIAN OF SOUTHSXA. Man of Southses, ere we part, Tell me of what use thon art? With a glass stuck in your eye, p And your cap worn all awry; Though no language you can speak, Neither Latin know nor Greek,- Hear my vow before you go, You shall never be my beau ! Awful Puppy ! Awful Swell! Who would ever be your belle? Let me know how many days You have worn your sister's stays P c And ...