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GENIUS of dual flame by Nature lit, With twin-borne lights of poesy and wit, Whose pencilled beams in threads of thought intwine, And clear through fourscore years of veiling shine, The century's old - a decade sole remains - Our autocrat in Fancy's youth still reigns; The virile verse reveals no swerving rays - The poise of theme no senile lapse betrays. Share long the glow of lines that shall not die, Their sparkle's living reflex in your eye - Chastened as diamond facets, keen and pure, Fashioned alike to glisten and endure; Your vital lamp in iridescence burning, Changing consummate tints with every turning- Ever with incandescent gleam illuming, Kindling men's souls, yet ne'er itself consuming. |
| THE HARP OF MOORE | CONTENTS | A VIRGILIAN CHARADE |
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