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I love the lyric muse! / For when mankind ran wild in groves, / Came holy Orpheus with his songs / And turned men's hearts from bestial loves, / From brutal force and savage wrongs; / Came Amphion, too, and on his lyre / Made such sweet music all the day / That rocks, instinct with warm desire, / Pursued him in his glorious way.
I love the lyric muse! / Hers was the wisdom that of yore / Taught man the rights of fellow-man -- / Taught him to worship God the more / And to revere love's holy ban; / Hers was the hand that jotted down / The laws correcting divers wrongs -- / And so came honor and renown / To bards and to their noble songs.