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Updated: June 16, 2025
"To listen, and to drink? The muse is dry, And Pegasus doth thirst for Hippocrene, And fain would paint imbibe the vulgar call Or hot or cold, or long or short Attendant!" The bar girl, who knew his humour, came forward. "Glasses all round these noble knights will pay Of hottest hot, and stiffest stiff. Thou mark'st me? Now to your quest!" And he faced round with a third attitude.
For not a hidden path, that to the shades Of the beloved Parnassian forest leads, Lurked undiscovered by him; not a rill There issues from the fount of Hippocrene, But he had traced it upward to its source, Through open glade, dark glen, and secret dell, Knew the gay wild flowers on its banks, and culled Its med'cinable herbs.
For the after century it was reserved to restore what we may be permitted to call the spirit of our national literature; to forsake the clinquant of the French mimickers of classic gold; to exchange a thrice-adulterated Hippocrene for the pure well of Shakspeare and of Nature; to clothe philosophy in the gorgeous and solemn majesty of appropriate music; and to invest passion with a language as burning as its thought and rapid as its impulse.
The piano killed the quartet, and it is a great pity, for the quartet is the purest form of instrumental music. It is the first form the fountain of Hippocrene. Now instrumental music drinks from every cup and the result is that many times it seems drunk. To return to the Seven Words. Their symphonic form is the only one worth considering.
"How widely different, Goldsmith, are the ways Of doctors now, and those of ancient days! Theirs taught the truth in academic shades, Ours in lewd hops and midnight masquerades. So changed the times! say, philosophic sage, Whose genius suits so well this tasteful age, Is the Pantheon, late a sink obscene, Become the fountain of chaste Hippocrene?
It is an abominable drink, unworthy of a man who quenches his thirst at the Hippocrene fountain is not it so you call your fountain, you poets?" "Yes, monsieur, our fountain is so called. That comes from two Greek words hippos, which means a horse, and "
Paul, who knew that his respected tutor disliked any one to trace the source of the wonderful spirit which he infused into his critical compositions, affected not to perceive the pewter Hippocrene, and with many apologies for his want of preparatory politeness, seated himself as directed. It was then that the following edifying conversation ensued.
"I have just been brought to bed of Six Twins; which require to be baptized, in the name of Apollo, in the waters of Hippocrene. LA HENRIADE is requested to become godmother: you will have the goodness to bring her, this evening at five, to the Father's Apartment.
"O yes!" said Antonio: "he is our best friend, the excellent Castalio." Here the dwarf raised such an enormous shout of laughter, that the walls and windows of the room clattered and echoed it back. "Castalio! Castalio!" screamed he as if possest: "why not Aganippe too, or Hippocrene?
When Perseus cut off Medusa's head, the blood sinking into the earth produced the winged horse Pegasus. Minerva caught him and tamed him and presented him to the Muses. The fountain Hippocrene, on the Muses' mountain Helicon, was opened by a kick from his hoof. The Chimaera was a fearful monster, breathing fire.
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