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LXXVI
ОглавлениеYe have heard how Marsyas,
In the folly of his pride,
Boasted of a matchless skill—
When the great god's back was turned;
How his fond imagining 5
Fell to ashes cold and grey,
When the flawless player came
In serenity and light.
So it was with those I loved
In the years ere I loved thee. 10
Many a saying sounds like truth,
Until Truth itself is heard.
Many a beauty only lives
Until Beauty passes by,
And the mortal is forgot 15
In the shadow of the god.
