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Millions have been and passed from view	A
Benignity who never knew	A
No aspiration theirs nor aim	B
Existence soulless as the clay	C
From whence they sprang what right have they	C
To eulogy or fame	B
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So multitudes have been forgot	D
But drones or dunces good for naught	E
Like clinging parasites or burrs	F
Taking from others all they dared	G
Yet little they for others cared	G
Except as pilferers	F
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Not so with that majestic man	H
The all round antiquarian	H
No model his nor parallel	I
From selfishness inviolate	J
Are his achievements good and great	K
And thus shall ages tell	I
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A love for the antiquities	F
His honest hold his birthright is	F
And things unheard of or unread	L
Defaced by moth or rust or mold	M
To him are treasures more than gold	M
Ay than his daily bread	L
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At neither ghost nor ghoul aghast	N
He echoes voices of the past	N
And tones like melancholy knells	F
Of years departed to his ear	O
Are sweeter than of kindred dear	P
Sweeter than Florimel's	F
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He delves through centuries of dust	Q
To resurrect some unknown bust	Q
A torso or a goddess whole	R
Maybe like Venus minus arms	F
Haply to find those missing charms	F
But not the lost lost soul	R
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He dotes on aborigines	F
Who lived in caves and hollow trees	F
And barters for their trinkets rare	S
Exchanging with those dusky breeds	F
For arrow heads and shells and beads	F
A scalplock of his hair	S
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Had he been born thus he laments	F
Along with other great events	F
Coeval say with Noah's flood	T
A proud relationship to trace	F
With Hittites or with any race	F
Of blue archaic blood	T
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Much he adores that Pilgrim flock	U
The same that split old Plymouth rock	U
Their Bay Psalm when they tried to sing	V
Devoid of metre sense and tune	H
Who but a Puritanic loon	H
Could have devised the thing	V
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He revels in a pedigree	W
The sprouting of a noble tree	W
'Way back in prehistoric times	F
And for the Family Record true	A
Of scions all that ever grew	A
Would give a billion dimes	F
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There is a language fossils speak	X
'Tis not like Latin much less Greek	X
But quite as dead and antiquate	K
Its silent syllables and cold	M
But ah what meanings they unfold	M
What histories relate	K
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The earthquake is his best ally	Y
It shows up things he cannot buy	Y
And gives him raw material	Z
For making mastodons and such	A2
Enough to beat that ancient Dutch	A2
Republic's Rise and Fall	B2
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A piece of bone can never lie	Y
A rib a femur or a thigh	Y
Is but a dislocated sign	H
Of something hybrid half and half	C2
Betwixt a crocodile and calf	C2
Maybe a porcupine	H
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The stately Antiquarium	B
Is his emporium his home	B
He wonders if when he is gone	H
Will people look with mournful pride	D2
On him done up and classified	D2
And the right label on	H
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He dreams of an emblazoned page	E2
The calendar of every age	E2
Down from Creation's primal dawn	H
With archetypes of spears and bones	F
And tons of undeciphered stones	F
Its illustrations drawn	H
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Labor a blessing not a curse	F
His hunting ground the Universe	F
So much the more his nature craves	F
To sound the fathoms of the sea	W
What mighty wonders there must be	W
Down in those hidden caves	F
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So toils this dauntless man alert	F2
Amid the ruins and the dirt	F2
That other men to endless day	C
Themselves uplifted from the clod	C
May see and learn and know that God	C
Is greater far than they	C
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And thus of mighty ken and plan	H
The all round antiquarian	H
Pursues his happy ministry	W
And on the world's progressive track	G2
Advances always going back	G2
Back to antiquity	W

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