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"Fame! " Yes, I said it and you read it. First, / Praise the good log-fire! Winter howls without. / Crowd closer, let us! Ha, the secret nursed / Inside yon hollow, crusted roundabout / With copper where the clamp was, -- how the burst / Vindicates flame the stealthy feeder! Spout / Thy splendidest -- a minute and no more? / So soon again all sobered as before?