The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore Collected by Himself. In Ten Volumes |
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore | ||
Having thus of life's poetry dar'd to dispose,
How we now, Dick, shall manage to get through its prose,
With such slender materials for style, Heaven knows!
But—I'm call'd off abruptly—another Express!
What the deuce can it mean?—I'm alarm'd, I confess.
How we now, Dick, shall manage to get through its prose,
With such slender materials for style, Heaven knows!
But—I'm call'd off abruptly—another Express!
What the deuce can it mean?—I'm alarm'd, I confess.
The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore | ||