The man whom I read it not, knew it not,
But just heard about,
Charles Tomlinson the professor
And the writer of critical essays,
A translator, a polyglot,
Reminiscing
Like Thomas Hood and William Wordsworth,
In the way and style
Of I Remember, I Remember, Tintern Abbey,
An appreciator of Trotsky
Inducting it otherwise,
Taking it what good it was
In the French Revolution
And the rest dismissing it all,
Influenced by Americanism
Writing under the impact of
But not an American,
A British man.
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