Go! little Book, thine own disciple be,
And learn to tolerate those who turn from thee.
Or laughed to scorn, or in oblivion sunk,
Go! little Book, and learn to line a trunk.
Some rain-bound traveller, in ennui’s despair,
May cast a moment’s notice on thee-there.
Thy last sad hope (and pride deserves such shocks)
Like hers-of old-at bottom of a box.
(John Kenyon)
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