A Rhymed Riddle
“I'm going to blank .” with failing breath,
The fallen gladiator said;
Unconquered, he “consents to death;”
One gasp—the hero soul has fled.
“I'm going to blank ,” the school-boy cried;
Two sugared sweets his hands display,—
Like snow-flakes in the ocean-tide
They vanish, melted both away.
Tell with one verb, or I'll tell you,
What each was just about to do.
The fallen gladiator said;
Unconquered, he “consents to death;”
One gasp—the hero soul has fled.
“I'm going to blank ,” the school-boy cried;
Two sugared sweets his hands display,—
Like snow-flakes in the ocean-tide
They vanish, melted both away.
Tell with one verb, or I'll tell you,
What each was just about to do.
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