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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HE TELLS HIS CREDITOR THAT THE MORE HE'S DUNNED, THE MORE HE WON'T...., by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN Poet's Biography First Line: Since you've begun, o, teazingest of men Last Line: At best your eloquence is no great things | |||
Since you've begun, 0, teazingest of men, To dun me every quarter of an hour, 'Tis clear that in nine cases out of ten You act from habit - not Volition's power. Your words may rattle out of you, but when They do I hear them as one would a shower Of pop-gun pellets levelled at some tower, Whereof the guns know nothing there and then. I lately read in some old Magazine Or some Automaton of German breed That used to speak by means of tubes and springs; 'Tis thus You speak to Me, you mere machine! So I'll not mind you further- and indeed At best your eloquence is no great things. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SIBERIA by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN TWENTY GOLDEN YEARS AGO by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN DUHALLOW by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN SOUL AND COUNTRY by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN ST. PATRICK'S HYMN BEFORE TARAH by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN THE DAWNING OF THE DAY by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN THE KARAMANIAN EXILE by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN THE NAMELESS ONE; BALLAD by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN THE ONE MYSTERY by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN THE RUINS OF DONEGAL CASRLE by JAMES CLARENCE MANGAN |
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