Once upon a time there was a lady who loved books and children, so she sprinkled them with magic reading dust and now they all have books of their own.
There is no Frigate like a Book
To take us Lands away,
Nor any Coursers like a Page
Of prancing Poetry -
This Traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of Toll;
How frugal is the Chariot
That bears the Human soul.
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