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Silenus

By Thomas Woolner

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“'Twere idle waste to raise a feeble arm
Against the measure of eternal doom.
But must he free, and safe, and scathless go?
And must I live, for ever in my gaze
His grinning goatish leer, and unavenged?
Nay, I will front the thief. My spear! my spear!
Farewell, my Syrinx; one more last farewell.”