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Yes we've been travelling my dear	A
Three months or such a matter	B
And it's a blessing to get clear	A
Of all the clash and clatter	B
Ah when I look the guide book through	C
And see each queer place in there	D
'Tis hard to make it seem quite true	C
That I myself have been there	D
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Our voyage Oh of course 'twas gay	E
Delightful splendid glorious	F
We spurned the shore we sped away	E
We rode the waves victorious	F
The first mate's mustache was so grand	G
The ocean sweet though stormy	H
I was so sick I could not stand	G
But papa saw it for me	H
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At Queenstown we saw land once more	I
Ground never looked so pretty	H
We took a steam car near the shore	I
For some light sounding city	H
A very ordinary stone	J
We had to kiss at Blarney	J
The beggars wouldn't let us alone	J
That half day at Killarney	J
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The Giants' Causeway 'Tis arranged	K
With no regard to science	L
It must somehow of late have changed	K
At least we saw no giants	M
Some little funny scrubs of folks	N
Sold pictures and were merry	H
The men were full of yarns and jokes	N
The women barefoot very	H
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Old Scotland Yes all in our power	B
We did there to be thorough	O
We stopped in Glasgow one whole hour	B
Then straight to Edinborough	O
At Abbotsford we made a stay	E
Of half an hour precisely	H
The ruins all along the way	E
Were ruined very nicely	H
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We did a mountain in the rain	J
And left the others undone	J
Then took the Flying Scotchman train	J
And came by night to London	J
Long tunnels somewhere on the line	J
Made sound and darkness deeper	B
No English scenery is not fine	J
Viewed from a Pullman sleeper	B
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Oh Paris Paris Paris 'tis	P
No wonder dear that you go	O
So far into the ecstasies	P
About that Victor Hugo	O
He paints the city high and low	O
With faithful pen and ready	H
I think my dear I ought to know	O
We drove there two hours steady	H
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Through Switzerland by train Yes I	Q
Enjoyed it in a measure	B
But still the mountains are too high	Q
To see with any pleasure	B
Their tops they made my neck quite stiff	O
Just stretching up to view them	R
And folks are very foolish if	O
They clamber clear up to them	R
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Rome Venice Naples and the Rhine	J
We did them do not doubt it	S
This guide book here is very fine	J
'Twill tell you all about it	S
We've saved up Asia till next year	A
If business gets unravelled	S
What going Come again and dear	A
I will not seem so travelled	S
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WASHINGTON November	B
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We're travelling and we're here and what a town	J
I own it picks me up and sets me down	J
I thought I had some idea of the place	P
And what its corporation lines embrace	P
I'd read the county papers every week	T
Which seldom failed From Washington to speak	T
I'd travelled through these streets by photograph	O
And with Imagination for a staff	O
Had wandered round in little trips disjointed	S
Even where the artist's brass gun has not pointed	S
And so I said Though I wouldn't like to miss it	S
'Twill be a good deal like a second visit	S
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But 'tisn't an easy perpetrated scheme	U
To prophesy how anything will seem	U
This city's new to me I do not doubt it	S
As if I'd never heard a word about it	S
There's something in these white clothed buildings' glare	D
And something even in the very air	D
And in the great variety of faces	P
Bearing the ear marks of a thousand places	P
And in that monument that reaches high	Q
The farthest stone has climbed into the sky	Q
And in that dome whose kingly size and height	S
Contrive where'er you are to keep in sight	S
From these and several hundred other things	P
This nation's lead horse city at you flings	P
You feel as if you'd stepped through many a mile	V
Into another planet for a while	V
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But men too weary to hold up their heads	P
Are apt to bless the man who first made beds	P
Then having found one and reclined within it	S
Forget about him in just half a minute	S
So I'll let Morpheus who is at me winking	W
Do the remainder of this evening's thinking	W
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Or woman let due praise to her be paid	S
A bed is never made until 'tis made	S

William Mckendree Carleton

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