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h harmonies, All swelling rose, That came, as with a gently-swelling tide: Then at the close, Angelic voices seemed, aloft, To answer as it died the cadence soft. Now, like the hum of distant ocean's stream, The murmurs of the wond'rous concave seem; 190 And now exultingly their tones prolong The chorded paeans of the choral song, Then Music, with a voice more wildly sweet Than winds that pipe on the forsaken shore, When the last rain-drops of the west are o'er, Warbled: Oh, welcome to my blest retreat, And give my sounds to the responsive lyre: With me to these melodious groves retire, And such pure feelings share, As, far from noise and folly, soothe thee there. 200 Here Fancy, as the prize were won, And now she hailed her favourite son, With energy impatient cried: The weary world is dark and wide, Lo! I am with thee still to comfort and to guide.[102] Nor fear, if, grim before thine eyes, Pale worldly Want, a spectre, lowers; What is a world of vanities To a world as sweet as ours! When thy heart is sad and lone, 210 And loves to dwell on pleasures flown, When that heart no more shall bound At some kind voice's well-known sound, My spells thy drooping languor shall relieve, And airy spirits touch thy lonely harp at eve. Look!--Delight and Hope advancing, Music joins her thrilling notes, O'er the level lea come dancing; Seize the vision as it floats, Bright-eyed Rapture hovers o'er them, 220 Waving light his seraph wings, Youth exulting flies before them, Scattering cowslips as he sings! Come now, my car pursue, The wayward Fairy cried; And high amid the fields of air, Above the clouds, together we will ride, And posting on the viewless winds, So leave the cares of earth and all its thoughts behind. I can sail, and I can fly, 230 To all regions of the sky, On the shooting meteor's course, On a winged griffin-horse! She spoke: when Wisdom's self drew nigh, A noble sternness in her searching eye; Like Pallas helmed, and in her hand a spear, As not in idle warfare b
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