Don Juan

Bob Southey! You’re a poet, poet laureate,

And representative of all the race.

Although ’tis true that you turned out a Tory at

Last, yours has lately been a common case.

And now my epic renegade, what are ye at

With all the lakers, in and out of place?

A nest of tuneful persons, to my eye

Like four and twenty blackbirds in a pye...

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