Lines Written at Burnham
And, as they bow their hoary Tops, relate
In murm’ring Sounds the dark Decrees of Fate;
While Visions, as Poetic eyes avow,
Cling to each Leaf and swarm on ev’ry Bough:
Lines Written at Burnham
And, as they bow their hoary Tops, relate
In murm’ring Sounds the dark Decrees of Fate;
While Visions, as Poetic eyes avow,
Cling to each Leaf and swarm on ev’ry Bough: