How is your lifeless life breathing,
Are the muses whispering?.

Or they sleep Profoundly,
And speak to you silently in quivering 
Rhymes?.

When the muses talk in the gloomy night, 
Do they incite you to fly?.

Or they hold you earthly in a deadly vice;
And conceal you obscure in a barren life?.


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