PRINTED BY T. BENSLEY, BOLT COURT, FLEET STREET.

1801.

FAIR sisters of the song, whose earliest strains
In wild Arcadia charm'd the list'ning swains,
Who thence the fruitful seeds of learning bore
Across the ocean to the Latian shore,

There too disturb'd, have turn'd your wand'ring feet
To this green isle-here fix'd your lasting seat,
Who now on Thames's banks near Windsor, stray,
Now on the forked top of Harrow play,

As oft through Tempe's shades ye us'd to range,

Oft shady Tempe for Parnassus change,
To him, whom once ye own'd, your favour lend,
And still the lessons, which ye taught, defend.