Euphrosyne hath concealed herself from
revelation
Every morrow brought a new sorrow.
The black hath too ceased interaction
With the red in this fallow.
The passive thinker is desolate
Muse abandons his thoughts
Even the sage above the glens is desperate
Aphrodite exists in mere mortal’s thoughts.
Thus marked the arrival of Melancholy
And the end of anything jolly.
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