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A SPEECH IN EMBRYO
My Lords, as I'm a man veracious,
I had a word or two to say
Which were exceedingly sagacious;
But, I protest, they've flown away.
I had a word or two to say
Which were exceedingly sagacious;
But, I protest, they've flown away.
'Tis sure the greatest of all hardships,
And proves some spell is round me spread,
That barely looking at your Lordships
Drives all ideas from my head.
And proves some spell is round me spread,
That barely looking at your Lordships
Drives all ideas from my head.
My ‘winged words,’ in regions airy,
Just now are hovering out of reach;
I'll catch my stray vocabulary,
And then, my Lords, I'll make a speech.
Just now are hovering out of reach;
I'll catch my stray vocabulary,
And then, my Lords, I'll make a speech.
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