Poems with rhymes of chooses

Hence a while, severer Muses;
Spare your slaves till drear October.
Hence; for Alma Mater chooses

For me, who, wandering with pedestrian Muses,
Contend not with you on the winged steed,
I wish your fate may yield ye, when she chooses,

'Mark him, how his power he uses,
Lays it by, at will resumes!
Mark, ere for his haunt he chooses

The Moral: The parent that uses
Precaution his folly regrets:
An infant gets all that he chooses,

Come abroad, ye blessèd Muses,
Ye that Pallas chiefly chooses,

Such wealth, such honors, Cupid chooses;
He cares as little for the stocks,
As Baron Rothschild for the Muses.

Beauty alone is constant; where she chooses
A dwelling-place, there would she ever stay;
Fortune and friends and fashion though it loses,

As Fate refuses
To me the heart Fate for me chooses,

Such wealth, such honors, Cupid chooses;
He cares as little for the stocks,
As Baron Rothschild for the Muses.