And with calm-planted steps walk'd in austere;

'Twas Apollonius: something too he laugh'd,

As though some knotty problem, that had daft

His patient thought, had now begun to thaw,

And solve and melt - 'twas just as he foresaw.

He met within the murmurous vestibule

His young disciple. "'Tis no common rule,

Lycius," said he, "for uninvited guest

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