Poem by Alexander Pope

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. Lines on Curll
2. On a Fan of the Author's Design
3. In Imitation of Chaucer
4. Universal Prayer
5. Verses Left by Mr. Pope

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