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1863–1894

THE WASTER'S PRESENTIMENT

Robert Fuller Murray

I shall be spun. There is a voice within Which tells me plainly I am all undone; For though I toil not, neither do I spin, I shall be spun.

April approaches. I have not begun Schwegler or Mackintosh, nor will begin Those lucid works till April 21. So my degree I do not hope to win,

For not by ways like mine degrees are won; And though, to please my uncle, I go in, I shall be spun.

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