The Age Reviewed A Satire: In two parts: Second edition, revised and corrected [by Robert Montgomery] |
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The cock struts nobly, now,—tu-whit—tu-whoo—
And moon-eyed owlets pierce the night-air through;
Come, promptly weave around the circle trice,
Lo! Coleridge perched upon a dome of ice!—
Alluring spinner of unmeaning rhyme,
His “Pixy” wond'rous, and his “Ass” sublime;—
The mimic Wilson—let him be forgiv'n—
For wafting sleeping infants' thoughts to heav'n.
And moon-eyed owlets pierce the night-air through;
Come, promptly weave around the circle trice,
Lo! Coleridge perched upon a dome of ice!—
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His “Pixy” wond'rous, and his “Ass” sublime;—
The mimic Wilson—let him be forgiv'n—
For wafting sleeping infants' thoughts to heav'n.
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