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Little volume, warm with wishes,
Fear not brows that never frown!
After Byron's peppery dishes
Matho's mild skim-milk goes down.
Change she wants not, self-concenter'd,
She whom Attic graces please,
She whose Genius never enter'd
Literature's gin-palaces.
Fear not brows that never frown!
After Byron's peppery dishes
Matho's mild skim-milk goes down.
Change she wants not, self-concenter'd,
She whom Attic graces please,
She whose Genius never enter'd
Literature's gin-palaces.
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