And rose, where’er I turned mine eye, 
The morning star of memory. 
J3yron 
--- JANUARY 16 
Andromeda - Bound hy fate. 
Fate steals along with ceaseless tread, 
And meets us oft when least we dread; 
Frowns in the storm with threatening brow, 
Yet in the sunshine strikes the blow. 
POWPER. 
JANUARY 17 
Angelica 
— Inspiration. 
The poet’s eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, 
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven; 
And, as imagination bodies forth 
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen 
Turns them to shape?, and gives to airy nothing 
A local habitation and a name. 
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(Shakespeare. 
