I was a Phoebe nothing more
I was a Phoebe nothing more
A Phoebe nothing less
The little note that others dropt
I fitted into place
I dwelt too low that any seek
Too shy, that any blame
A Phoebe makes a little print
Upon the Floors of Fame
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