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| ***3604 | etimes repay it. Simonides--the ancients say it-- Once undertook, in poem lyric, To write a wrestler's panegyric; Which, ere he had proceeded far | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | ce at my feast, Among a knot of guests select, My kin, and friends I most respect.' More fond of character than coffer, Simonides accepts the off | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | he king; And I, for one, endorse the thing. The heart, praise tickles and entices; Of fair one's smile, it oft the price is. See how the gods som | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | h these serious lessons flow:-- Fail not your praises to bestow On gods and godlike men. Again, To sell the product of her pain Is not de | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | ould see the bard. He leaves the table, No loss at all to 'ts noisy gabble. The men were Leda's twins, who knew What to a poet's praise was due, | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | er. While at the feast the party sit, And wine provokes the flow of wit, It is announced that at the gate Two men, in haste that cannot wait, W | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | highs, And wounded many otherwise. The gossip Fame, of course, took care Abroad to publish this affair. 'A miracle!' the public cried, de | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | gons dash'd, And men who bore them; And, what was worse, Full vengeance for the man of verse, A timber broke the wrestler's t | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | Than, props and pillars failing, Which held aloft the ceiling So splendid o'er them, It downward loudly crash'd, The plates and fla | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | And, thanking, paid him by foretelling The downfall of the wrestler's dwelling. From which ill-fated pile, indeed, No sooner was the poet freed, | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | lighted. No more could god-beloved bard be slighted. His verse now brought him more than double, With neither duns, nor care, nor trouble. Whoe | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | pon her, They're honour'd by it while they honour. Of old, Olympus and Parnassus In friendship heaved their sky-crown'd masses. | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | ous seed. Though such a bird as I Knows how to hide or fly, You birds a caution need. See you that waving hand? It | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | ts but our own; Believe no evil till the evil's done. | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | er, The Trojans round old Priam's daughter.[9] And many a bird, in prison grate, Lamented soon a Trojan fate. 'Tis thus we heed no instinc | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | I've prophesied in vain Against this fatal grain: It's grown. And now, my bonny birds, Though you have disbelieved my words | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | But stop; you're not in plight For such adventurous flight, O'er desert waves and sands, In search of other lands. Hence, th | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | Thus far, take heed at last,-- When you shall see the seed-time past, And men, no crops to labour for, On birds shall wage their cr | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | uel war, With deadly net and noose; Of flying then beware, Unless you take the air, Like woodcock, crane, or goose. | for 1 år siden |
| ***3604 | far gone, The birdlings, tired of hearing, And laughing more than fearing, Set up a greater jargon Than did, before the Trojan slaught | for 1 år siden |
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