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MY FIRST AND LAST STROPHE; ON BEING ASKED TO WRITE AN ODE .., by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Dear friend! I had commenced the 'soaring ode'
Last Line: To house and peep, lest I be swooped away.


Dear friend! I had commenced the 'soaring ode' -
But oh! I felt, despite thy flattering talk,
Like some poor sparrow, captured by a hawk,
And borne on alien wings from his abode
Beneath the sheltering eaves. It is an art
Beyond my scope and pitch; I stare and pant
In this Pindaric clutch, and feel my want
Of force; henceforth I shall grow faint at heart
To see a falcon tower. Let lyrics be;
For, though I do not love to say thee nay,
For my poor muse it is too late a day
To mell with strophe and antistrophe!
When odes are paramount, 'tis best for me
To house and peep, lest I be swooped away.





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