If ever in the sylvan shade
A song immortal we have made,
Come now, O lute, I pri’ thee come–
Inspire a song of Latium.
A Lesbian first thy glories proved–
In arms and in repose he loved
To sweep thy dulcet strings and raise
His voice in Love’s and Liber’s praise;
The Muses, too, and him who clings
To Mother Venus’ apron-strings,
And Lycus beautiful, he sung
In those old days when you were young.
O shell, that art the ornament
Of Phoebus, bringing sweet content
To Jove, and soothing troubles all–
Come and requite me, when I call!
(Eugene Field)
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