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psyche at school.
PSYCHE AT SCHOOL.
YOUNG Psyche came to school,
Down here in Being's lower vestibule,
Where many voices unto her did call
"Welcome! be studious! and in Mammon's hall
Shalt thou cup-bearer be to Mammon-King."
Thought Psyche, "No such thing!"
Down here in Being's lower vestibule,
Where many voices unto her did call
"Welcome! be studious! and in Mammon's hall
Shalt thou cup-bearer be to Mammon-King."
Thought Psyche, "No such thing!"
A volume Pleasure brought,
Of glowing pictures in earth-colors wrought.
Temptation's alphabet in ambush lay
Among the leaves; but Psyche turned away,
And said, "Those tints are mixed with poisonous paint;
It makes me sick and faint."
Of glowing pictures in earth-colors wrought.
Temptation's alphabet in ambush lay
Among the leaves; but Psyche turned away,
And said, "Those tints are mixed with poisonous paint;
It makes me sick and faint."
Then one approached, called Love,
Whose fingers o'er illumined print did move.
Psyche looked on and sighed:"The page is vext;
Your notes and your translations mar the text.
Whose fingers o'er illumined print did move.
Psyche looked on and sighed:"The page is vext;
Your notes and your translations mar the text.
