Browning poem:
"How they Brought the Good News from Ghent to Aix"
And all I remember is, friends flocking round
As I sat with his head ’twixt my knees on the ground;
And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine,
As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine,
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How they Brought the Good News from Ghent to Aix, by Robert Browning