THE MUSE by Luis Dato

For the sprite of spring had sent her, Hands divine her beauty wrought, Ne'er were youth's fair fancy fairer, Ne'er so crowned a poet's thought!
THE MUSE by Luis Dato

For the sprite of spring had sent her,
Hands divine her beauty wrought,
Ne’er were youth’s fair fancy fairer,
Ne’er so crowned a poet’s thought!

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