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Perhaps that was the cause of it all. And then, she was very beautiful. In the autumn of that year we became great friends; and through her influence I began to see beyond the portals of the mansions of the rich. Matthew Prior's Chloes and Sir John Suckling's Euphelias lost their charms. Henceforth my muse's name became Phyllis.
"He positively refused to let us into his retreat," replied the praetor; "but Balbilla coaxed the permission out of him, and the tall young fellow seems to have really learnt something. The fall of the drapery that covers the Muse's figure is perfectly thought out with reference to possibility rich, broadly handled, and at the same time of surprising delicacy.
"With faery wand, O bid the maid arise, Chaste joyance dancing in her bright blue eyes, As erst, when, from the Muse's calm abode, I came with learning's meed not unbestowed." See Poems, Edit. 1805, p. 34. He wrote, to my certain knowledge, for the prize in the ensuing year; but it was most deservedly given to Keate's beautiful Ode. The subject Laus Astronomiae.
'Born universal heir to all humanity, he was 'as one, in suffering all who suffered nothing'; with a perfect sympathy with all things, yet alike indifferent to all: who did not tamper with Nature or warp her to his own purposes; who 'knew all qualities with a learned spirit, instead of judging of them by his own predilections; and was rather 'a pipe for the Muse's finger to play what stop she pleasd, than anxious to set up any character or pretensions of his own.
No one seemed to know. In fact, Bernice, having trifled with her muse's beau, had said nothing memorable of late. "Was that really all a line?" asked Roberta curiously. Bernice hesitated. She felt that wit in some form was demanded of her, but under her cousin's suddenly frigid eyes she was completely incapacitated. "I don't know," she stalled. "Splush!" said Marjorie. "Admit it!"
'Tis thy Muse's delight to sing God's pity to mortals; But, that they pitiful are, is it a matter for song? Wouldst thou give pleasure at once to the children of earth and the righteous? Draw the image of lust adding the devil as well! Dreadest thou the aspect of death! Thou wishest to live on forever? Live in the whole, and when long thou shalt have gone, 'twill remain!
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