IV But my smiling Muse well knew that constant Fate, Her Promise wou'd compleat; For Fate at my initiation, In the Muses Congregation, As my Responsor promis'd then for me, I should forsake those three, Soaring honours, and vain sweets of pleasure, And vainer fruits of worldly treasure; All for the Muses Melancholy Tree, E'er I knew ought of its great Mystery.