Explore "Lone Founts (Poems from Timoleon)" by Herman Melville on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Though fast youth's glorious fable flies, / View not the world with worldling's eyes; / Nor turn with weather of the time.
Foreclose the coming of surprise: / Stand where Posterity shall stand; / Stand where the Ancients stood before, / And, dipping in lone founts thy hand, / Drink of the never-varying lore: / Wise once, and wise thence evermore.