At his children's request, one of Britain's poet laureates (1813-43) explains ``How does the Water/Come down at Lodore?''—a waterfall at the upper end of Derwentwater, also a favorite haunt of Beatrix Potter's. ``And moreover he tasked me/To tell him in rhyme.'' The indulgent father complies, ``For of rhymes I had store...Because I was Laureate /To them and the King.'' Rhymes indeed, cascading as uninhibited as falling water!
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