<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396247" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Lord Thurlow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I lay my branch of laurel down. <br>Then thus to form Apollo's crown. <br>Let every other bring his own.'~Lord Thurlow's lines to Mr. Rogers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'I lay my branch of laurel down.'<br>Thou 'lay thy branch of laurel down!'<br>Why, what thou'st stole is not enow;<br>And, were it lawfully thine own,<br>Does Rogers want it most, or thou?<br>Keep to thyself thy wither'd bough, <br>Or send it back to Doctor Donne:<br>Were justice done to both, I trow,<br>He'd have but little, and thou--none.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Then thus to form Apollo's crown.'<br>A crown! why, twist it how you will,<br>Thy chaplet must be foolscap still. <br>When next you visit Delphi's town,<br>Inquire amongst your fellow-lodgers,<br>They'll tell you Phoebus gave his crown,<br>Some years before your birth, to Rogers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Let every other bring his own.'<br>When coals to Newcastle are carried,<br>And owls sent to Athens, as wonders,<br>From his spouse when the R egent's un­married, <br>Or Liverpool weeps o'er his blunders;<br>When Tories and Whigs cease to quarrel,<br>When Castlereagh's wife has an heir,<br>Then Rogers shall ask us for laurel,<br>And thou shalt have plenty to spare.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Byron">Byron</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396247" data-title="To Lord Thurlow de Byron" data-description="'I lay my branch of laurel down. Then thus to form Apollo's crown. Let every other bring his own.'~Lord Thurlow's lines to Mr. Rogers 'I lay my branch of laurel down.' Thou 'lay thy branch of laurel down!' Why, what thou'st stole is not enow; ..."></div> </div> </div>

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