Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide, Came a ghost, and for a moment walked in silence by my side -- Now my heart was hard and bitter, and a bitter spirit he, So I felt no great aversion to his ghostly company. Said the Shade: "At finer feelings let your lip in scorn be curled, 'Self and Pelf', my friend, has ever been the motto for the world."

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