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O black and unknown bards of long ago,
How came your lips to touch the sacred fire
How, in your darkness, did you come to
The power and beauty of the minstrel's lyre

'Be warned
I feel the world grow old,
And off Olympus fades the gold Of the simple passionate sun;
And the Gods wither one by one;

'I had rather be a kitten, and cry mew
Than one of these same metre ballad-mongers'~Shakespeare'Such shameless bards we have; and yet 'tis true,
There are as mad, abandon'd critics too,'~Pope
Still must I hear