The Price
I well know that the price is great
And to pay it I bid not wait,
I'll give it whole without a murmur;
I'll Shell it out without demur.
Great enterprises know their master
And his mind knows no disaster,
For I know all toils of clammy sweat
And poor their blood without a fret!
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