O muse, when together we beheld her countenance, you flew - And inspiration fled with you As I gazed
O muse, when together we beheld her countenance, you flew - And inspiration fled with you As I gazed upon her loveliness in silence. Why must my voice become mute when I long To render an exquisite song? Were your enchanting words withheld from me Because of her flawless beauty? Then stifle only your harsh jealousy and release my tongue, For love’s sweet verses must be sung, And I will sing them forever if she consents. Prayer to Erato -- source link
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