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Hi, there! Into your harness of thong! / (Whip.) You get into your place; / Give him the lash, Bill. Eh? What's wrong? / See that look in the mal'mute's face: / Is it devilish cunning o'ermastering pain? / Some lost soul reincarnate again, / Running Sin's last race.
Come skulkin' into the camp last June, / A leprous, mangy cur; / Reasty and rotten -- bayed at th' Moon / As if you'd a grudge 'gainst her. / All fester and soil -- corruption and boil; / Your evil face like some carved gargoyle, / And you refused to stir