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 For, like that nameless Riv'let stealing by, Your modest verse to musing Quiet dear Is rich with tints heaven-borrow'd: the charm'd eye Shall gaze undazzled there, and love the soften'd sky.

Circling the base of the Poetic mount A stream there is, which rolls in lazy flow It's coal-black waters from fount: The vapor-poison'd Birds, that fly too low, Fall with dead swoop, and to the bottom go. Escap'd that heavy stream on pinion fleet Beneath the Mountain's lofty-frowning brow, Ere aught of perilous ascent you meet, A mead of mildest charm delays th' unlabring

Not there the cloud-climb'd rock, sublime and vast, That like some giant king, o'er glooms the hill; Errata