A reflective thinker characterized by quiet contemplation.
1But 'hungry generations' soon tread down the muser in a city.
2To the muser there was no time; time had dribbled out and reverie had taken its place.
3This touches the inmost secret of those lonely, youthful years, which moulded the pure-hearted muser with ethereal, unsuspected fingers.
4Sweeter dreams now woo the muser, warming into passion, pulsing with a more eager throb of desire, in changed tone and pace.
5"Wet?" replied the magnetic muser, with a voice of tender interest; "not more than one foot, I hope.