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THE ORIGIN OF SONG-WRITING [1]
Illie indocto primum se exercuit arcu;
Hei mihi quam doctas nunc habet ille manus!
Tibul.
When Cupid, wanton boy ! was young,
His wings unfledged, and rude his tongue,
He loitered in Arcadian bowers,
And hid his bow in wreaths of flowers;
Or pierced some fond unguarded heart
With now and then a random dart:
But heroes scorned the idle boy,
And .love was but a shepherd's toy.
- ↑ Addressed to the Author of Essays on Song-Writing.
