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When slow declines the rosy day And ev'ning smiles with parting ray, When twilight spreads her magic hues, When moon-beams tremble on the dews, Be mine to rove retir'd; By fairy bower, or dimpled stream, To muse with thee some heavenly theme, Oh! maid inspir'd!

'Tis thine on eagle-wings to soar, Unknown, unfathom'd realms explore; Below the deeps, above the sky, Beyond the starry orbs on high; (Can aught restrain thy flight?) To pierce the veil of future time, And rise, in Fancy's car sublime, To realms of light:

At midnight, to the guilty breast, Thou com'st, a fear'd, appalling guest;