Awake, ^Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take : The laughing flowers that round them blow Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream... The Muses' Bower,: Embellished with the Beauties of English Poetry - Página 240 por English poetry - 1809 Vista completa -
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