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Written Upon The Cover Of A Blotting Book Post by :jjacobsen Category :Poems Author :Charles Lamb Date :August 2011 Read :2620

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Written Upon The Cover Of A Blotting Book

Blank tho' I be, within you'll find
Relics of th' enraptured mind:
Where truth and fable, mirth and wit,
Are safely here deposited.
The placid, furious, envious, wise,
Impart to me their secresies;
Here hidden thoughts in blotted line
Nor sybil can the sense divine;
Lethe and I twin sisters be--
Then, stranger, open me and see.

(The end)
Charles Lamb's poem: Written Upon The Cover Of A Blotting Book

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