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. Epistle to Miss Blount, On Her Leaving the Town, After the Coronation
2. On the Countess of Burlington Cutting Paper
3. Chorus of Youths and Virgins
4. Prayer of St. Francis Xavier
5. On a Fan of the Author's Design

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