 | Juvenile poems on various subjects |  |
So to the magic of Amphion's lyre
Stones motion found, and Thebes was seen t' aspire;
The nodding forests 'rose with the soft sound,
And gilded turrets glitter'd all around:
Each wond'ring God bent from his heav'nly seat
To view what pow'rful music cou'd compleat.
Stones motion found, and Thebes was seen t' aspire;
The nodding forests 'rose with the soft sound,
And gilded turrets glitter'd all around:
Each wond'ring God bent from his heav'nly seat
To view what pow'rful music cou'd compleat.
| Juvenile poems on various subjects | |