In Memory of the Late Lord Oxford
When did the Muses giggle, looking down
From sacred heights with most unsolemn gaze?
'Twas when they saw our drowsiest statesman crown
Our drowsiest bard with bays.
From sacred heights with most unsolemn gaze?
'Twas when they saw our drowsiest statesman crown
Our drowsiest bard with bays.
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