Stowed away in a Montreal lumber room The Discobolus standeth and turneth his face to the wall Dusty, cobweb-covered, maimed and set at naught, Beauty crieth in an attic and no man regardeth O God O Montreal. (Samuel Butler (novelist))

Stowed away in a Montreal lumber room The Discobolus standeth and turneth his face to the wall Dusty, cobweb-covered, maimed and set at naught, Beauty crieth in an attic and no man regardeth O God O Montreal.

Samuel Butler (novelist)

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