. Lyrics from a library . In every age and clime Live the monarchs of the brain: And the lords of prose and rhyme,Years after the long last sleepHas come to the kings of earthAnd their names have passed away,Rule on through death and birth;And the thrones of their domainAre found where the shades are deep,In the bookstall old and grey. 18. A FIRST EDITION A most exclusive elan are we, Proud of our peerless pedigree; Will Caxton fathered us, a man Shaped somewhat on the clerkly plan, But one of whom were fond withal, Industrious and not prodigal. Now comely, now unkempt, we show— Octavo, duodec

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. Lyrics from a library . In every age and clime Live the monarchs of the brain: And the lords of prose and rhyme,Years after the long last sleepHas come to the kings of earthAnd their names have passed away,Rule on through death and birth;And the thrones of their domainAre found where the shades are deep,In the bookstall old and grey. 18. A FIRST EDITION A most exclusive elan are we, Proud of our peerless pedigree; Will Caxton fathered us, a man Shaped somewhat on the clerkly plan, But one of whom were fond withal, Industrious and not prodigal. Now comely, now unkempt, we show— Octavo, duodecimo! But whether dimmed or bright our page,. We glow to know our lineage. Black-lettered first, clear-lettered last— The present, or the golden past— We stand content our fame upon From fly-leaf through to colophon.

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