quis non in funere cuncto Heliadum ramos lacrimosaque germina dixit et Phrygium silicem atque ausum contraria Phoebo carmina nec fida gavisam Pallada buxo? te Pietas oblita virum revocataque caelo Iustitia et gemina plangat Facundia lingua et Pallas doctique cohors Heliconia Phoebi, quis labor Aonios seno pede ducere cantus, et quibus Arcadia carmen testudine mensis cura lyrae nomenque fuit, quosque orbe sub omni ardua septena numerat Sapientia fama, qui Furias regumque domos aversaque caelo sidera terrifico super intonuere cothurno, et quis lasciva vires tenuare Thalia dulce vel heroos gressu truncare tenores.
All these the poet knows too well. Who has not told of the branches of Helios daughters and their amber tears at their brothers burial (?), and of the Phrygian flint and him who dared sing against Phoebus, and of Pallas rejoicing at the faithless boxwood? Let Piety mourn you, forgetful of mankind, and Justice recalled to heaven, and Eloquence in both tongues, and Pallas, and the Heliconian troop of poetic Phoebus: they whose toil it is to make Aonian song in six-foot measure, and they that regulate their poesy with Arcadian tortoiseshell'the lyre their care and name'and they whom under every sky lofty wisdom scores to her credit in sevenfold fame, and they that on terrifying buskin have thundered Furies and kings palaces and stars turned back in the sky, and they whose fancy it is to attenuate their powers with wanton Thalia or to maim heroic beats by a foot.
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