Chapter 1399 of 1964 · 62 words · ~1 min read

LV.

In twice five years the "greatest living poet," Like to the champion in the fisty ring, Is called on to support his claim, or show it, Although 't is an imaginary thing. Even I--albeit I'm sure I did not know it, Nor sought of foolscap subjects to be king,-- Was reckoned, a considerable time, The grand Napoleon of the realms of rhyme.[kx]