Reading the fable of that famous falling,
The face of every guest you quickened with a smile,
And thus came honor to the poet's calling.
For this good turn, meanwhile,
I shall not haughtily claim due
The laurels reaped by you.
Had you not read him then,
Pha�ton might, perhaps, have fallen flat again.



1811

(And an alternate presentation which shows the distinctive line indentations, which I don't know how to produce neatly with html):

Reading the fable of that famous falling,

The face of every guest you quickened with a smile,

And thus came honor to the poet's calling.

For this good turn, meanwhile,

I shall not haughtily claim due

The laurels reaped by you.

Had you not read him then,

Pha�ton might, perhaps, have fallen flat again.

1811

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