Opulence and plenitude of this kind are not common; we are not often granted a man who flings imaginations, fancies and thoughts from him as thick and bright as sparks from a grinder's wheel.

It is not every poet who is unwilling to leave off, who finds himself too full to stop.

"These bountiful wits," as Lamb said, "always give full measure, pressed down, and running over." FOOTNOTES: [8] Browning spells this name _Ecelin_, probably for easier use in verse.
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