The world was badly scared; The very heavens trembled; The Ark was all prepared, The beasts were all assembled And driven safe within By Noah's sons and daughters, When lo! the Lord of Sin Appeared upon the.waters 4 A gallant privateer, He sailed a Malay proa: "T think it's gwine to clear The Devil said to Noah. We know that things are wrong, We strive to make them better: Perhaps I write a song, Perhaps you write a letter, Perhaps we work like men To push a worthy movement—When up he pops again, Phot Foe to All Improvement, And, smiling on the Deer (But winking at the Boa)—"Aw, shucks! it's gwine to clear The Devil coos to Noah.
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