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XXXII

A CAMP[1]

The bed was made, the room was fit,
By punctual eve the stars were lit;
The air was still, the water ran,
No need was there for maid or man,
When we put up, my ass and I,
At God's green caravanserai.

  1. ↑ From Travels with a Donkey.
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