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I write, endite, I point, I raze, I quote,
For I, that God of Lov'is Servantes serve,
Chaucer : Troilus and Creseide.
LEEDS: PUBLISHED BY F. E. BINGLEY, CORN-EXCHANGE;
AND BALDWIN AND CRADOCK,
TO S. T. COLERIDGE.
Father, and Bard revered! to whom I owe,
The prayer was heard : I “wander'd like a breeze," By mountain brooks and solitary meres, And gather'd there the shapes and phantasies Which, mixt with passions of my sadder years, Compose this book. If good therein there be, That good, my sire, I dedicate to thee.