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Born of a thoroughbred English race, / Well proportioned and closely knit, / Neat of figure and handsome face, / Always ready and always fit, / Hard and wiry of limb and thew, / That was the ne'er-do-well Jim Carew.
One of the sons of the good old land -- / Many a year since his like was known; / Never a game but he took command, / Never a sport but he held his own; / Gained at his college a triple blue -- / Good as they make them was Jim Carew.