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All Things can Tempt Me
| All things can tempt me from this craft of verse: | | One time it was a woman’s face, or worse— | | The seeming
needs of my fool-driven land; | | Now nothing but comes readier to the hand | | Than this accustomed toil.
When I was young, | | I had not given a penny for a song | | Did not the poet sing it with such airs | | That one
believed he had a sword upstairs; | | Yet would be now, could I but have my wish, | | Colder and dumber and
deafer than a fish. |
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By PanEris
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