The Poet's Titles
HOLY E UTERPE teaches me to hate
The common crowd;
Her sacred laurel-branch marks my estate,
And makes me proud.
She deigns to tune her fluting pipes for me
Within her wood,
And brings them me whene'er my heart may be
In singing mood.
From her own spring she chrismed me, with her lip
She named my name,
And made me share old Rome's high mastership
And Athens' fame.
The common crowd;
Her sacred laurel-branch marks my estate,
And makes me proud.
She deigns to tune her fluting pipes for me
Within her wood,
And brings them me whene'er my heart may be
In singing mood.
From her own spring she chrismed me, with her lip
She named my name,
And made me share old Rome's high mastership
And Athens' fame.
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