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Ian Dec 2024
VIII
The man of Keos once penned—
Poema pictura loquens,
Pictura poema silens.
Thus, will the quill be my brush;
The page, my canvas;
My words, the sundry hues.
O a picture of mute verse
Will I produce!
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