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A thousand books my library Contains;

And all are primed; it seems to me with brains.

Mine are so few I scratch in thought My head;

For just a hundred of the lot I've read.

A hundred books, but of the best, I can

With wisdom savour and digest And scan.

Yet when afar from kin and kith In nooks

Of quietness I'm happy with Sweet books.

So as nine hundred at me stare In vain,

My lack I'm wistfully aware Of brain;

Yet as my leave of living ends, With looks

Of love I view a hundred friends, My books.