I Fancied The Muse Poem by Bulat Okudzhava

I Fancied The Muse



I fancied the Muse of the Irony,
for this ever-cheerless earth.
I gave her the boundless colony:
for soaring, romping and mirth.

The daughters of Zeus, which are ever-blessed
and proud with their father Zeus, -
though posed as the wisest and cleverest,
are nothing without my muse.

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