And if the Muse, propitious, hear my strains, That laurel, Persius, which once bloom'd for thee, Again shall flourish, and revive for me. PROLOGUS. NEC fonte labra prolui Caballino : Cantare credas Pegaseium melos. PROLOGUE. NE'ER did I taste Castalia's stream; A rustic wreath, to grace their shrine. Ev'n rooks and pies would shortly sing. |