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A Trencher-Knight

Stranger, uncover; here you have in view

The monument of Chauncey M. Depew,

Eater and orator, the whole world round

For feats of tongue and tooth alike renowned.

Dining his way to eminence, he rowed

With knife and fork up water-ways that flowed

From lakes of favor⁠—pulled with all his force

And found each river sweeter than the source.

Like rats, obscure beneath a kitchen floor,

Gnawing and rising till obscure no more,

He ate his way to eminence, and Fame

Inscribes in gravy his immortal name.

A trencher-knight, he, mounted on his belly,

So spurred his charger that its sides were jelly.

Grown desperate at last, it reared and threw him,

And Indigestion, overtaking, slew him.