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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344229" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ballade Of The Muse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The man whom once, Melpomene,<br>Thou look'st on with benignant sight,<br>Shall never at the Isthmus be<br>A boxer eminent in fight,<br>Nor fares he foremost in the flight<br>Of Grecian cars to victory,<br>Nor goes with Delian laurels dight,<br>The man thou lov'st, Melpomene!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not him the Capitol shall see,<br>As who hath crush'd the threats and might<br>Of monarchs, march triumphantly;<br>But Fame shall crown him, in his right<br>Of all the Roman lyre that smite<br>The first; so woods of Tivoli<br>Proclaim him, so her waters bright,<br>The man thou lov'st, Melpomene!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sons of queenly Rome count ME,<br>Me too, with them whose chants delight, -<br>The poets' kindly company;<br>Now broken is the tooth of spite,<br>But thou, that temperest aright<br>The golden lyre, all, all to thee<br>He owes--life, fame, and fortune's height -<br>The man thou lov'st, Melpomene!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ENVOY.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Queen, that to mute lips could'st unite<br>The wild swan's dying melody!<br>Thy gifts, ah! how shall he requite -<br>The man thou lov'st, Melpomene?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Lang">Andrew Lang</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344229" data-title="Ballade Of The Muse de Andrew Lang" data-description="The man whom once, Melpomene, Thou look'st on with benignant sight, Shall never at the Isthmus be A boxer eminent in fight, Nor fares he foremost in the flight Of Grecian cars to victory, Nor goes with Delian laurels dight, The man thou lov'st, Me..."></div> </div> </div>
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