This dog and man at first seemed friends,
But, when a pique began,
The dog, to gain his private ends,
Went mad, and bit the man!

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To see so strange and sad a sight
Quidnuncs and _gobemouches_ ran,
And swore the dog was rabid quite
To bite that Grand Old Man.

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The wound indeed seemed sore and sad
To every party eye,
And while they swore the dog was mad,
They swore the man must die.

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But marvels sometimes come to light
Rash prophets to belie.
The man seems healing of the bite,
The dog looks like to die!

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Remarkable Conversion.