Echoes from the Sabine Farm by Eugene Field;Roswell Martin Field
page 55 of 82 (67%)
page 55 of 82 (67%)
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TO MÆCENAS Than you, O valued friend of mine, A better patron _non est_! Come, quaff my home-made Sabine wine,-- You'll find it poor but honest. I put it up that famous day You patronized the ballet, And the public cheered you such a way As shook your native valley. Cæcuban and the Calean brand May elsewhere claim attention; But _I_ have none of these on hand,-- For reasons I'll not mention. ENVOY So, come! though favors I bestow Cannot be called extensive, Who better than my friend should know That they're at least expensive? |
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