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To the muses
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by William Blake
Whether on Ida s shady brow,
Or in the chambers of the East,
The chambers of the sun, that now
From ancient melody have ceas d;
Whether in Heav n ye wander fair,
Or the green corners of the earth,
Or the blue regions of the air,
Where the melodious winds have birth;
Whether on crystal rocks ye rove,
Beneath the bosom of the sea
Wand ring in many a coral grove,
Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry!
How have you left the ancient love
That bards of old enjoy d in you!
The languid strings do scarcely move!
The sound is forc d, the notes are few!
Autor: Poezii Diverse
Poezia To the muses de Poezii Diverse
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