Vain was the chief's, the sage's pride They had no poet, and they died
Vain was the chief's, the sage's pride They had no poet, and they died
The power of daring anything their fancy suggest, as always been conceded to the painter and the poet.
Painters and poets, you say, have always had an equal license in bold invention. We know we claim the liberty for ourselves and in turn we give it to others.
Poets wish to profit or to please.
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