There is a place one ought to know,
Since reason’s envoy had told me so.
One may rest also firmly assured,
That no virtue’s boundaries here will be blurred.
For I would never dare to reveal,
That which is lacking heart’s precious seal.
The rays of Spring in sunrise borne,
Whilst mending clouds that have been torn,
Decided finally to bring the song,
One which Olympians have known for long.
The world Olympus which bears their name,
Witnesses wonders our minds can't tame,
Among their many abilities,
Olympians utter infinities!
Has been composed to last all time,
Hush little human! and lend an ear,
Is that spring's anthem that you can hear?
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