Excerpt from The Tenth Muse, and Other Poems

In stately classic time

Who built the lofty rhyme -

While yet his hand wandered along the lyre,

While the loud prelude lingered,

And each quick string he fingered,

Not finding fitting outburst of his fire -

Then would he raise

First notes of prayer and praise

To those great daughters of Mnemosyne -

The high immortal Nine -

And, swift! the whispered line

Leapt to his lip, - commanding, sounding, free.

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