Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AN ODE TO MUSIC: 2, by JAMES GATES PERCIVAL


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First Line: Oh! Muse, who erst in tempe's flowery vale
Last Line: Page 278
Subject(s): Music & Musicians


Oh! Muse, who erst in Tempe's flowery vale
Wert wont to tune thy harp and breathe thy soul,
And o'er Peneus pour thy dying wail;
Who, when loud roaring thunders rocked the pole,
Burst from the dell and 'mid the growling storm
Involved in lurid gloom thy shining form;
And while the tempest o'er Olympus frowned,
And lightnings glittered round the throne of Jove,
Thy lyre, with hurried notes and awful sound,
Seemed like the voice that rung through dark Dodona's grove.





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