I grow in worth, and wit, and sense, Unboding critic-pen, Or that eternal want of pence, Which vexes public men. (Alfred, Lord Tennyson)

I grow in worth, and wit, and sense, Unboding critic-pen, Or that eternal want of pence, Which vexes public men.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson

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