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PITY THE POOR POET by THOMAS AUGUSTINE DALY

First Line: THE POET BURNS, THE WHOLE NIGHT THROUGH
Last Line: THE POET BURNS.
Subject(s): PITY; POETRY & POETS;
THE poet burns, the whole night through,
His "midnight oil," to weave a few
Fresh-fashioned stanzas, grave or gay,
Which in the public prints next day
May earn a word of praise from you.

'Tis not an easy thing to do,
When thoughts go lame and rhymes askew;
So, many an imperfect lay
The poet burns.

Small wonder if, for cheer, he brew
That "bracer" (this may be untrue;
I only quote what people say)
Which once drove carking care away
And brought such inspiration to
The poet Burns.



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