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On Receiving a Laurel Crown from Leigh Hunt

Minutes are flying swiftly, and as yet Nothing unearthly has enticed my brain Into a delphic Labyrinth I would fain Catch an immortal thought to pay the debt I owe to the kind Poet who has set Upon my ambitious head a glorious gain. Two bending laurel Sprigs ’tis nearly pain To be conscious of …

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