Muir Holburn - Selected Poems
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SPECTRES:
To you, good my lord devil, I shall leave
A little long valued book that holds the key
Phrases to fivescore lively and competent jokes,
Gathered on board the earth and from surprising sources
You with your sense of rhapsodiac fun
Will yield to these, consider them my passport.
Here you will find research
Concerning wave’s kindness, wind’s whipsharpness,
Days’ travail and the ludicrous
Passage of wights among the trams and quarries.
No sir, the gift is rash. ‘Tis just a loan
Until I move across to claim my own.
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