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Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee;
I saw a
Keep looking straight at me

I
You know, we French stormed Ratisbon:  A mile or so away,
On a little mound,
Napoleon  Stood on our storming-day;

Прекрасен Рим
Народу масса,
Толпа струится как река