<oai_dc:dc xmlns:oai_dc="http://www.openarchives.org/OAI/2.0/oai_dc/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xsi:schemaLocation="http://www.openarchives.org/OAI/2.0/oai_dc/ http://www.openarchives.org/OAI/2.0/oai_dc.xsd"><dc:title>W. H. Bullmore, Surgeon, Truro</dc:title><dc:creator>Bullmore, W.H.</dc:creator><dc:description>A poem, which reads If thou art borrow'd by a Friend, Right welcome shall he be; To read, to study, not to lend, But to return to me. Not that imparted knowledge doth Diminish learning's store; But books I find if often lent, Return to me no more. Read slowly‚ÄîPause Frequently‚ÄîReturn duly‚Äîwith the corners of the leaves not turn'd down.</dc:description><dc:format>still image</dc:format></oai_dc:dc>