Tag: old poets
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Craft
I – Old But Recent Craft I make pollicitations to cunning bards past, Place of old poets thy Parnassian pasts immortal Your past-prime virtues now victuals to vexers who make you victims of gaunt learning or love-chagrinning solar sojourns. In dissecting I seek to neither venerate nor eviscerate, My lancet taps ichor and flowing essential…