Poetical sketches by William Blake now first reprinted from the original edition of 1783/To the Muses

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TO THE MUSES.


WHETHER on Ida's shady brow
   Or in the chambers of the East,
The chambers of the Sun, that now
   From ancient melody have ceased;

Whether in heaven ye wander fair
   Or the green corners of the earth,
Or the blue regions of the air,
   Where the melodious winds have birth;

Whether on crystal rocks ye rove,
   Beneath the bosom of the sea
Wandering in many a coral grove,
   Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry;

How have you left the ancient love
   That bards of old enjoy'd in you!
The languid strings do scarcely move,
   The sound is forced, the notes are few!