The Powers of the Pen A poem addressed to John Curre ... By E. Lloyd ... The second edition, with large additions |
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No other Trophies can I raise,
But a few Feet of Inky Praise.
Far better wou'd it come from You,
Whose Lot is 'mong the favour'd Few,
Who to the Pen owe half their Fame,
While t'other half is Virtue's Claim.
From the full Chaplet which the Nine
Around your Temples fondly twine,
One little Sprig you well may spare
For him, who help'd to place it there:
Your's then the Task to give his due
To him, who gave the Pen to you.
But a few Feet of Inky Praise.
Far better wou'd it come from You,
Whose Lot is 'mong the favour'd Few,
Who to the Pen owe half their Fame,
While t'other half is Virtue's Claim.
From the full Chaplet which the Nine
Around your Temples fondly twine,
One little Sprig you well may spare
For him, who help'd to place it there:
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To him, who gave the Pen to you.
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