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TO THE PRIME MINISTER YET AGAIN
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TO THE PRIME MINISTER YET AGAIN
(The Rt. Hon. D. Lloyd George)
Like your renown-clad namesake, who did slay,Far across Time and its vast charnels drear,
If only with a legendary spear
A fabled dragon, you in your midday
Did unto ravening things give battle, and they
Felt your light lance through all their scales! They fear
That lance no more, perceiving but too clear
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Plunged is that spear in no foul monster's side,
But pointed at the Captive Maiden's breast,
Who, greenly robed, sits pining to be free.
For not as her Deliverer do you ride
Forth, but to bid her guards be adamant, lest
She escape i' the tempest from captivity.
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