We poets are (upon a poet’s word) Of all mankind t — Alexander Pope

We poets are (upon a poet’s word) Of all mankind the creatures most absurd: The season when to come, and when to go, To sing, or cease to sing, we never know.

Imitations of Horace, I, II, l. 358

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