1From playboy Chance the nymph no longer flees
2the bull’s horns ought to dry it like a bone
3the understanding critic firstly sees
4one gathers rosebuds or grows old alone

5And yet ’twas he the beggar Fate just flings
6that metred rhyme alone can souls enslave
7they both are right not unformed smatterings
8Etruscan words which Greece and Rome engrave

9It’s no good rich men crying Heaven Bless
10and starve the sniveling baby like a dog
11from cool Parnassus down to wild Loch Ness

12With breaking voice across the Alps they slog
13suits lisping Spanish tongues for whom say some
14soliloquies predict great things old chum

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