Best Muffling Poems

In lengthening slumberous reposes lies
Dickens' sterling pen under bluish skies; 
And through them gloats deathless sun,
Taunting all that under his embers burn. 

No more savoring of Oliver’s twisty trials
In doleful dints and extra-nuanced miles;
Nor shall of tested Nell all posterity hear,
Cooed in sweetly plaintive rhythms...

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