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There soft Tibullus walk'd with Sulmo's bard;
And there Propertius with Catullus shared
The meed of lays: the Grecian dame
With sweeter numbers woke the amorous flame
While thus I turn'd around my wondering eyes,
I saw a noble train with new surprise,
Who seem'd of Love in choral notes to sing,
While all around them breathed Elysian spring.
There soft Tibullus walk'd with Sulmo's bard;
And there Propertius with Catullus shared
The meed of lays: the Grecian dame
With sweeter numbers woke the amorous flame
While thus I turn'd around my wondering eyes,
I saw a noble train with new surprise,
Who seem'd of Love in choral notes to sing,
While all around them breathed Elysian spring.
Petrarch - Poems
