Uploaded on May 12, 2012
So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse
And found such fair assistance in my verse
As every alien pen hath got my use
And under thee their poesy disperse.
Thine eyes, that taught the dumb on high to sing
And heavy ignorance aloft to fly,
Have added feathers to the learnèd’s wing,
And given grace a double majesty.
Yet be most proud of that which I compile,
Whose influence is thine, and born of thee.
In others’ works thou dost but mend the style,
And arts with thy sweet graces gracèd be;
But thou art all my art and dost advance
As high as learning my rude ignorance.
—William Shakespeare
The Complete Signet Classic Shakespeare
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