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John Milton

Say, Heavenly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein 15

Afford a present to the Infant God?

Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain,

To welcome him to this his new abode,

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Robert Browning·1812–1889
t last the people in a bodyTo the Town Hall came flocking:"'Tis clear," cried they, "our Mayor's a noddy;And as for our Corporation--shockingTo think we buy gowns lined with ermine 25For dolts that can't or won't determineWhat's best to rid us of our vermin!You hope, because you're old and obese,To find in the furry civic robe ease?Rouse up, sirs! Give your brains a racking 30To find the remedy we're lacking,Or, sure as fate, we'll send you packing!"At this the Mayor and CorporationQuaked with a mighty consternation.