 Business by Ambrose Beers Read for LibriVox.org by Anais Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked at all, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty good bails from poverty to plenty. Four sealed they saw full soon, against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design, the booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank. And there became inside the year one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace the means of safety to embrace I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. The villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked at all, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty good paths from poverty to plenty. But all were sealed they saw full soon, against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design, the booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank. And they became inside the year one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace the means of safety to embrace I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Pierce Read for LibriVox.org by Dana Weilinger in August 2009. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked at all, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty good parts from poverty to plenty, but over-sealed they so full soon against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design, the booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and both with manner free and frank some stock of their devoted bank, and they became inside a year, one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace the means of safety to embrace I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Pierce Read for LibriVox.org by David Lawrence Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked at ore, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty good parts from poverty to plenty, but over-sealed they so full soon against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said, I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar can ever get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty is all yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank, and they became inside the year one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace, the means of safety to embrace, I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. They found the building, looked at ore, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty good parts from poverty to plenty, but over-sealed they so full soon against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said, I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar can ever get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank, and they became inside the year one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace, the means of safety to embrace, I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked at ore, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty good parts from poverty to plenty, but over-sealed they so full soon against the minions of the moon. Enough said one. I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said, I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank. And they became inside the year one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace, the means of safety to embrace, I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Bierce. Read for LibriVox.org by Eric Hale, two villains of the highest rank. Set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked at ore, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short, examined five and twenty good paths from poverty to plenty. But all were sealed they saw full soon against the minions of the moon. Enough said one. I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said, I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank and they became inside the year one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace, the means of safety to embrace. I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Pierce, read for LibreWalks.org by Ellie. To villains of the highest rank, set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked it over, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short, examined five and twenty, good paths from poverty to plenty. But always sealed they saw full soon against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said, I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought in manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank and they became inside the year one president and one cashier. For a crime I cannot further trace. The means of safety to embrace I overthrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Pierce, read for LibreWalks.org by Grant Hurlock. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked it over, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the lidded hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty good paths from poverty to plenty. But all were sealed they saw full soon against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said, I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank and they became inside the year one president and one cashier. Their crime I cannot further trace. The means of safety to embrace I overdrew and left the place. End of poem, this recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Pierce, read for LibreWalks.org by Kara Schellenberg. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked it over, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short, examined five and twenty good paths from poverty to plenty. But all were sealed, they saw full soon against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said, I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design, the booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank and they became inside the year one president and one cashier. Their crime I cannot further trace. The means of safety to embrace I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Bierce. Read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked it over, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short, examined five and twenty good paths from poverty to plenty. But all were sealed they saw full soon against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said, I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought, with manner free and frank, some stock of that devoted bank and they became inside the year one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace. The means of safety to embrace I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Beers. Read for LibriVox.org by Mark Smith of Simpsonville, South Carolina. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked it over, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty good paths from poverty to plenty. But all were sealed, they saw full soon, against the minions of the moon. Enough, said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said, I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank. And they became, inside the year, one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace. The means of safety to embrace I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Beers. Read for LibriVox.org by Rbooth in Dublin in 2009. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked it over, each window noted, tried the door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty good paths from poverty to plenty. But all were sealed, they saw full soon, against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling, fair and wide, said I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever could get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty is all yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank. And they became, inside the year, one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace the means of safety to embrace. I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Beers. Read for LibriVox.org by Ruth Golding. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked at door, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the lidded hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty good paths from poverty to plenty. But all were sealed, they saw full soon, against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty all is yours and mine. So full of hope the following day to the exchange they took their way and bought with manner free and frank some stock of that devoted bank. And they became inside the year one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace. The means of safety to embrace I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrosebius. Read for LibriVox.org by Reben Notation. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked at door, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the lidded hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short, examined five and twenty, good paths for poverty to plente. But all were sealed, they sawful soon, against the minions of the moon. Enough said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty is all yours and mine. So, full of hope, the following day to the exchange they took their way, and bought, with manner free and frank, some stock of that devoted bank, and they became, inside the year, one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace. The means of safety to embrace I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Pierce, read for LibriVox.org by Secrets. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked at door, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the lidded hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short examined five and twenty, good paths from poverty to plenty. But all was sealed, they saw full soon against the minions of the moon. Enough said one. I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty all is yours and mine. So, full of hope, the following day, to the exchange they took their way, and bought with manner, free and frank, some stock of that devoted bank. And they became, inside the year, one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace. The means of safety to embrace I overdrew. And left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Business by Ambrose Bierce. Read for LibriVox.org by Sean Michael Hogan. August 6, 2009. St. John's, Newfoundland, Canada. Two villains of the highest rank set out one night to rob a bank. They found the building, looked at door, each window noted, tried each door, scanned carefully the littered hole for minstrels to cascade the coal. In short, examined five and twenty good paths from poverty to plenty. But all were sealed, they saw full soon, against the minions of the moon. Enough, said one, I'm satisfied. The other, smiling fair and wide, said I'm as highly pleased as you. No burglar ever can get through. Fate surely prospers our design. The booty all is yours and mine. So, full of hope, the following day, to the exchange they took their way and bought, with manner free and frank, some stock of that devoted bank. And they became, inside the year, one president and one cashier. Their crime I can no further trace. The means of safety to embrace I overdrew and left the place. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.