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Two men well versed in use of arms	A
Set out 'tis said in search of game	B
Each felt that hunting had its charms	A
Yet widely differed they in aim	B
Both felt their need of wholesome food	C
For present use and winter's store	D
But one was of a careless mood	C
Than the day's sport he asked no more	D
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No game he bagged from morn till night	E
Content to show his master skill	F
In hitting every bird at sight	E
And shooting down the deer at will	F
Grand sport he deemed it day by day	G
As in the tangled forest brake	H
He brought the bounding stag to bay	G
Or shot the wood duck in the lake	H
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As he each night to home returned	I
He sang the pleasure of the chase	J
But had not yet the lesson learned	I
That he was loser in the race	J
Yet when sat in the winter's cold	K
And game had fled to warmer clime	B
He had no stock to sell for gold	K
Nor food and past his harvest time	B
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The chase the other prized as well	L
But bagged his game as best he could	M
And thus had lots of pelts to sell	L
For self and wife the choicest food	C
In the pursuit of game a thrill	F
Of keenest joy shot through his heart	N
But joy complete he knew not till	F
He went his way joy to impart	N
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While he with wife and children shared	O
The roasted duck and venison	P
He felt he as a king had fared	O
And though of earth a denizen	P
Such food would give both strength and cheer	Q
To meet lifes daily toil aright	O
And winter months he did not fear	Q
His larder filled and prospect bright	O
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The search for Truth with pleasure thrills	R
To find it we our end attain	S
Possessed new joy the spirit fills	R
And to retain is highest gain	S
The pleasure of pursuit is lost	O
If truth itself is not secured	O
O buy the truth at any cost	O
And from your aim be not allured	O

Joseph Horatio Chant

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