Ancora
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ood God! They say you are _risqué_,O canzonetti!We who went out into the four A.M. of the worldComposing our albas,We who shook off our dew with the rabbits,We who have seen even Artemis a-binding her sandals,Have we ever heard the like?O mountains of Hellas!! Gather about me, O Muses!When we sat upon the granite brink in HeliconClothed in the tattered sunlight,O Muses with delicate shins,O Muses with delectable knee-joints,When we splashed and were splashed withThe lucid Castalian spray,Had we ever such an epithet cast upon us!!
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