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  "venue": "The Collected Works of Ambrose Bierce, Volume IV (1910)",
  "note": "Taken from Volume IV of the Neale collected edition (copyright 1910). That is the printing this text comes from, not the poem's first appearance: the volume's own preface speaks of the verses republished in this volume and the next, and which newspaper or earlier book printed this poem first has not been established here.",
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   {
    "text": "“Good morning,” said Garfield, extending his hand,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To Mr. Parnell in the Heavenly Land.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "“Good morning, good morning,” said Mr. Parnell;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "“I hope (though ’tis needless to ask) you are well.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "How sweetly that chorus of cherubim sings!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Pray how do you manage these cumbersome wings?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "This halo⁠—I dare say I’m terribly green,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But somehow I can’t make it hold my dudheen.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "This harp is all right, but the shamrock I miss,",
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   {
    "text": "And⁠—O, by the way, in this region of bliss",
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   {
    "text": "I trust that the rascally schemer who wrote",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The Morey epistle, which lost you the vote",
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   {
    "text": "Electoral, I am not likely to meet?”",
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   {
    "text": "Then Garfield, his eyes on the cloud at his feet,",
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   {
    "text": "Burned in the cheeks with a fervor divine",
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   {
    "text": "That conquered his halo’s inferior shine;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Then said, with a look that was level and far:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "“I fear (to be honest and frank) that you are.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The person who wrote that mysterious, queer,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Bad letter is here⁠—ah, exceedingly here.”",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And he smiled in an infantile sort of a way,",
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   {
    "text": "Like a man with a qualm, and went on to say:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "“I’m happy to meet you. What news from below?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Did it look when you left there as if they would show",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Who wrote, with a villainous purpose in view,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "The peppery letters imputed to you?”",
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   {
    "text": "Said Mr. Parnell: “Yes, it did, I must say⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In fact, that’s the reason I hastened away.”",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Then they sang a psalm, and they sang so well",
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   },
   {
    "text": "That Murchison heard it while sobbing in Hell.",
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