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Thomas Love Peacock (Томас Лав Пикок)


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Instead of sitting wrapped up in flannel
With rheumatism in every joint,
I wish I was in the English Channel,
Just going 'round the Lizard Point
All southward bound, with the seas before me,
I should not care whether smooth or rough,
For then no visitors would call to bore me,
Of whose 'good-mornings' I have had enough. 



Thomas Love Peacock's other poems:
  1. The Monks of St. Mark
  2. The Magic Bark
  3. A Bill for the Better Promotion of Oppression on the Sabbath Day
  4. Life's Uncertain Day
  5. Lines on the Death of Julia


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