Book, Chapter

 1  Int,   2|  independence, so that the poet is nothing more than the
 2  Int,   3|    first meeting; with the poet Eumolpus is a beautiful
 3    1,  14|     you who will flatter a poet so as to get an invitation
 4    3,  87|  hold in contempt. "I am a poet," he remarked, when he had
 5    3,  94|   they might take me for a poet, too, I followed after him
 6    3,  94|   talked more often like a poet than you have like a human
 7    3,  97|   roof were to smell out a poet in their midst, he would
 8    3, 102| oil; he then exchanged the poet's torn clothing for his
 9    4, 117| not that bird the charming poet sings with all his arts;~'
10    5, 145|  irreverent witnesses, the poet sarcastically remarks that
11    6     |    finge~Horace        Ars Poet. 119.~From this manner of