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Be he a boy among boys, or a man among men, or again

An elder mid elders, as places in life’s race-course appertain

Unto humankind⁠—yea, four be the excellences attending

Each life, and to each as it comes all heed should a man be lending.

Thou art lacking in none. Farewell, friend! Lo, unto thee am speeding

The Muses’ honey; and blended therewith is milk white-beading

With fairy bubbles the foam of whose mingling mantles around

A chalice of song ushered in by Aeolian flutes’ sweet sound,