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A greeting to the Poetress
**A Greeting to the Poetess**
Oh fair muse, whose quill doth dance with grace,
In realms of ink, thou weavest time and space.
Thy verses, like the lark's sweet morning song,
Enchant the hearts of all who sing along.
From yonder vale...
Oh fair muse, whose quill doth dance with grace,
In realms of ink, thou weavest time and space.
Thy verses, like the lark's sweet morning song,
Enchant the hearts of all who sing along.
From yonder vale...
