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THE HON. WILLIAM HERBERT.
Herbert! thy muse from ev'ry shore
Assiduous cull'd her tuneful store,
Soft spells from ev'ry clime she stole,
From bright Ausonia to the pole;
There, from the palsied hand of time,
She snatch'd the shell of Runic rhyme;
Pour'd the wild melody again,
Awoke the long-forgotten strain,
Swell'd the sweet notes through Odin's hall,
I Whilst heroes started at the call!
Assiduous cull'd her tuneful store,
Soft spells from ev'ry clime she stole,
From bright Ausonia to the pole;
There, from the palsied hand of time,
She snatch'd the shell of Runic rhyme;
Pour'd the wild melody again,
Awoke the long-forgotten strain,
Swell'd the sweet notes through Odin's hall,
I Whilst heroes started at the call!
Herbert! my simple wreath I twine
To honor, not to deck, thy shrine.
To honor, not to deck, thy shrine.
