15. The Author's Reward
'T IS my fifth book of merry verse,
Yet no man has protested,
Or said he is one whit the worse,
So gently I have jested.
But many a reader finds his name
Is honoured in my pages,
And these rejoice to know their fame
Will last throughout the ages.
" Such tributes all are profitless,
For no one will requite them" —
They bring no money, I confess,
And yet I love to write them.
Yet no man has protested,
Or said he is one whit the worse,
So gently I have jested.
But many a reader finds his name
Is honoured in my pages,
And these rejoice to know their fame
Will last throughout the ages.
" Such tributes all are profitless,
For no one will requite them" —
They bring no money, I confess,
And yet I love to write them.
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