Verses Written on One of the Windows at Delville

A bard, grown desirous of saving his pelf,
Built a house he was sure would hold none but himself;
This enraged good Apollo, who Mercury sent,
And bid him go ask what his votary meant:
" Some foe to my empire has been his adviser;
'Tis of dreadful portent when a poet turns miser!
Tell him, Hermes, from me, tell that subject of mine,
I have sworn by the Styx to defeat his design;
For wherever he lives, the Muses shall reign;
And the Muses, he knows, have a numerous train. "
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