THE HUMAN COMEDY
I
PROLOGUE
STRATO
Seek not on my pages Priam at the altars nor Medea's and Niobe's woes, nor Itys in the hidden chambers, and the nightingales among the leaves; for of all these things former poets wrote abundantly; but mingling with the blithe Graces, sweet Love and the Wine-god; and grave looks become not them.
II
FLOWER O' THE ROSE
DIONYSIUS
You with the roses, you are fair as a rose; but what sell you? yourself, or your roses, or both together?
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