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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506711" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Finer Spirit.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Tis when the wits I have are gone<br>The finer powers appear;<br>The spirit of phantasy leads me on,<br>And gives my heart her cheer.<br>The all-licensed fool the mad king had<br>Was but the light of Lear,<br>His soul's familiar, motley clad,<br>That told him no lies here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Crawford">Robert Crawford</a><div class=q>
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The finer powers appear;
The spirit of phantasy leads me on,
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The all-licensed fool the mad king had
Was but the light of Lear,
His soul's familiar, motley clad,
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