Pallas Athene



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 learned'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 does but mend the style,
And arts with thy sweet graces graced be:
But thou art all my art and dost advance
As high as learning my rude ignorance.

Note the repetition of certain words, we find-and, and, and, and, and, and, and, art, art, arts.
Here the man who wrote this sonnet tells us that he has invoked thee for my muse 'thee being Pallas Athene the Greek goddess of wisdom which he has invoked (called upon) for assistance for his muse (poetry) ---that the eyes of this goddess have taught the dumb to speak-dispersed ignorance and given the learned wings to enable them to fly. He asks this goddess to be proud of that which he compiles (composes) influenced by her and that all his art is derived from her.

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