Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AN ODE TO MUSIC: 3, by JAMES GATES PERCIVAL


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AN ODE TO MUSIC: 3, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Reclined amid the woods that waved around
Last Line: A thousand heavenly harps seemed answering to the song.
Subject(s): Music & Musicians


Reclined amid the woods that waved around
Castalia's crystal fount and murmuring stream,
While ever blooming flowerets decked the ground,
And brightened in the summer's softened beam,
Thy virgins nine, with lyres of burnished gold,
Around thy Sylvan throne their descant rolled,
And through the mountain glen -- the pensive shade,
A mellow echo would the strain prolong,
And as around the hollow cliffs it played,
A thousand heavenly harps seemed answering to the song.





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