原文 (英語)

p. vTo THE VISCOUNTESS WOLSELEY. Madame, it is no modish thing, The bookman’s tribute that I bring; A talk of antiquaries grey, Dust unto dust this many a day, Gossip of texts and bindings old, Of faded type, and tarnish’d gold! Can ladies care for this to-do With Payne, Derome, and Padeloup? Can they resign the rout, the ball, For lonely joys of shelf and stall? The critic thus, serenely wise; But you can read with other eyes, Whose books and bindings treasured are ’Midst mingl