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Loss And Gain

Rating: 2.8

Virtue runs before the muse
And defies her skill,
She is rapt, and doth refuse
To wait a painter's will.

Star-adoring, occupied,
Virtue cannot bend her,
Just to please a poet's pride,
To parade her splendor.

The bard must be with good intent
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Krystal Mclennan 22 March 2018

Wonderful to read. Really enjoyed it.

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