| | What wild desires, what restless torments seize
The hapless man, who feels the book disease....
Like Poets, born, in vain Collectors strive
To cross their Fate, and learn the art to thrive...
The tyrant-passion drags them backward still:
Ev'n I, debarr'd of ease, and studious hours,
Confess, mid' anxious toil, its lurking pow'rs.
Poem by John Ferriar, physician, author and coiner of the term "bibliomania". |
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