...while thou Visit' st my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east : still govern thou my song, 30 Urania, and fit audience find, though few. But drive...far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks...

...and with dangers compass-'d round. And solitude: yet not alone, while tli'ou Visit's! my slumbers, nightly, or when morn Purples the east : still govern...far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian baid In Rhodope, where woods and rocks...

...while thou Visitest my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east. Still govern thou my song, s Urania, and fit audience find, though few ; But drive...far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks...

...while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly, or when Morn Purples the East : still govern thou my song, 30 Urania ! and fit audience find, though few : But drive...far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers — the race Of that vile rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks...

...darkness, and with dangers compass'd round, And solitude ; jet not alone, while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east : still govern...far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks...

...while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east. Still govern thou my song, so Urania, and fit audience find, though few. But drive...far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks...

...while thou Visit'st my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east. Still govern thou my song, a Urania, and fit audience find, though few. But drive...far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks...

...darkness, and with dangers compassed round, Ami solitude; yet not alone, while thou Visitert my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east; still govern...few. But drive far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bai-ciius and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rliodope, where...

...darkness, and with dangers compassed round, And solitude. Yet not alone while thou Visitst my slumbers nightly, or when morn Purples the east — still govern...my song, Urania, and fit audience find, though few. In this spirit he made his age sublime as he had made his manhood heroic. Such steady approving respect...

...the Muse defend her son.' ' But drive far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks had ears To rapture, till the savage clamour drowned Both harp and voice ; nor could the Muse defend Her son.'...