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| An idle poet here and there | Looks round him, but for all the rest, This world, unfathomably fair, , Is duller than a witling’s jest. Love wakes men once a lifestime each; — They raise their heavy eyes and looz And lo! what one sweet page can | teach They read with joy, then shut the book. And some give thanks, and sone blaspheme, And most forget-but cither way, That, and the child’s unheeded dreain Is all the light of all their day, --Coventry Patimore.
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Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 11, 30 September 1927, Page 6
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83FRAGMENT Radio Record, Volume I, Issue 11, 30 September 1927, Page 6
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