Alexander Pope (Александр Поуп)

Lines Written in Windsor Forest

All hail, once pleasing, once inspiring shade!
Scene of my youthful loves and happier hours!
Where the kind Muses met me as I stray'd,
And gently press'd my hand, and said 'Be ours!-
Take all thou e'er shalt have, a constant Muse:
At Court thou may'st be liked, but nothing gain:
Stock thou may'st buy and sell, but always lose,
And love the brightest eyes, but love in vain.' 

1. In Imitation of Chaucer
2. Song, by a Person of Quality
3. On Mr. Gay
4. On a Fan of the Author's Design
5. Verses Left by Mr. Pope

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