“Hark, his hands the lyre explore!
Bright-eyed Fancy hovering o'er
Scatters from her pictured urn
Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.”

— Thomas Gray

III. 3, Line 2 <br class="br"> The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?textpppo (1754) <br class="br">Source: Selected Poems

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