Oracle
The Oracles are dumm, No voice or hideous humm Runs through the archèd roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shreik the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathèd spell, Inspire’s the pale-ey’d Priest from the prophetic cell.
Hymn on the Morning of Christ’s Nativity [...]
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