To Touch Fire
To touch fire for you
I will do
But asserting that
I will not versify
If the Muse touch me
Not
That when I touch the lyre
The heavens spring in joy
And
The tongue of Earth echoes in its happiness.
And mighty speak the heavens immense.
I will do
But asserting that
I will not versify
If the Muse touch me
Not
That when I touch the lyre
The heavens spring in joy
And
The tongue of Earth echoes in its happiness.
And mighty speak the heavens immense.
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