For I myself saw the Sibyl indeed at Cumae with my own eyes hanging in a jar; and when the boys used to say to her, "Sibyl, what do you want?" she replied, 'I want to die."
Within a bony labyrinthean cave, Reached by the pulse of the aërial wave, This Sibyl, sweet, and Mystic Sense is found, Muse, that presides o'er all the Powers of Sound.
It has all the contortions of the Sibyl without the inspiration.Edmund Burke
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