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Rated: E · Poetry · Mythology · #2155970
A poem praising the Muse, a mythological spirit of nature imagined as a beautiful maiden.
SHE beams with joy, like one in love
    with love itself and all that’s lush;
and when the Grecian gods above
    unloose her from the morning's blush,
she descends like the gentle dove
    with the notes of a crooning thrush.

With gilded locks, like flax most fair,
    and liquid, limpid eyes so blue,
none is like her or can compare
    to her likeness and blazing hue
which give warmth to the meek who dare
    beseech her for her balmy dew.

Thus foreordained as mythic Muse
    to be revered as though a saint
which no man can therefore refuse
    or with vile words destroy or taint,
so let all creatures freely choose
    to worship her without constraint.
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