Social Commentaries
To the Printer's Devil
From London Lyrics (1904)
Social Commentaries
Small imp of blackness, off at once,
Expend thy mirth as likes thee best:
Thy toil is over for the nonce;
Yes, "opus operatum est."
When dreary authors vex thee sore,
Thy Mentor's old, and would remind thee
That if thy griefs are all before,
Thy pleasures are not all behind thee.
Cite this poem
MLA
Locker-Lampson, Frederick. “To the Printer's Devil.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/locker-lampson/25/.
Chicago
Locker-Lampson, Frederick. “To the Printer's Devil.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/locker-lampson/25/.
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