LINES
OCCASIONED
BY
LORD
LYTLETON'S
VERSES
TO
THE
COUNTESS
OF
EGREMONT
.
BY
THE
SAME
.
SWEET
Muse
of
Hagley
,
whose
melodious
lyre
To
strains
divine
the
British
Petrarch
strung
,
Wilt
thou
thy
long
revolted
bard
inspire
,
And
wake
lost
memory
to
the
lays
he
sung
?
Ah
no
!
no
more
with
sighs
of
pensive
love
,
No
more
with
sorrow
fill
his
melting
strain
!
Else
other
woes
my
passive
heart
would
prove
,
My
eyes
would
weep
with
Lytleton
again
.
But
should
he
now
,
by
nobler
motives
fir'd
,
Unfold
the
riper
treasures
of
his
mind
,
And
tune
those
lays
which
love
and
grief
inspir'd
,
To
Truth
and
Freedom
may'st
thou
still
be
kind
.