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With a volume of Horatian echoes.
When once in Rome long, long ago
A poet bade his booklet go
Salute a friend, whose learned page
The world would read for many an age,
He warned it: " See thou choose a time
Befitting mirth and trifling rhyme, —
The lamp-lit hour, when red wine flows
And perfumes drip, when reigns the rose.
Then even Catos may relent
And tolerate thy merriment. "
So, Irving, though I'd not aspire
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