Horace Smith (Горацио Смит)

The Curate to His Slippers

Take, oh take those boots away,
That so nearly are outworn;
And those shoes remove, I pray--
Pumps that but induce the corn!
But my slippers bring again,
Bring again;
Works of love, but worked in vain,
Worked in vain! 

1. Written in the Porch of Binstead Church, Isle of Wight
2. To the Rev. A. A. in the Country from His Friend in London
3. Why Are They Shut?
4. Abbotsford
5. Address to the Orange-tree at Versailles

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