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To Poets
09.02.2019, 17:36
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To Poets
To Poets

You , the choice minions of the proud-lipt Nine
Who warble at the great Apollo's knee,
Why do you laugh at these rude lays of mine?
I seek not of your brotherhood to be! —

I do not play the public swan, nor try
To curve my proud neck on your vocal streams;
In my own little isle retreated, I
Lose myself in my waters and my dreams.

Forgetful of the world, — forgotten too! —
The cygnet of my own secluded wave,
I sing, whilst, dashing up their silver dew
For joy, the petty billows try to rave:

There is a still applause in solitude
Fitting alike my merits and my mood.
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