THE PELICAN IN TH WILDERNESS
But David there has writ me down
And so I am not free.
But, really now, my style pronounced
Should my protection be;
When poets want some novel point,
They need n't fix on me."
Then, weary of the theme, he sought
The wood, and moodilee
The Pel. sat in the wilderness
And sulks upon a tree.
And so I am not free.
But, really now, my style pronounced
Should my protection be;
When poets want some novel point,
They need n't fix on me."
Then, weary of the theme, he sought
The wood, and moodilee
The Pel. sat in the wilderness
And sulks upon a tree.
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