Poem by William Blake

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 ceas'd;

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
Wand'ring 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 forc'd, the notes are few!

1. Songs of Experience. Nurse's Song
2. Songs of Experience. The Little Girl Found
3. A Divine Image
4. Eternity
5. To the Accuser Who Is the God of This World

Margaret Chalmers To the Muses ("AVAUNT ! ye Nine; no more I sue")

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