Alexandria Gazette & Daily Advertiser

Mr. EDITOR,
I observed in one of your late Gazettes some very pretty lines to the Eolian Lyre.
Allow me to ask you to publish two stanzas, descriptive of the AEolian harp, from the "Castle of Indolence," which, I think, are very fine blank verse.
H.
A certain music, never known before,
Here lull'd the pensive melancholy mind :
Full easily obtained. Behooves no more,
But sidelong to the gently-waving rind,
To lay the well-tun'd instrument reclin'd,
From which, with airy-flying fingers light,
Beyond each mortal touch the most refin'd,
The god of winds drew sounds of deep delight;
Whence, with just cause, the harp of AEolus hight.
Ah me! what hand can touch the string so fine,
When up the lofty diapason roll
Such sweet, such sad, such solemn airs divine,
Then let them down again into the soul ?
Now rising love they fann'd; now pleasing dole
They breath'd, in tender 'musings, thro' the heart ;
And now a graver sacred strain they stole,
As when seraphic hands an hymn impart ;
Wild-warbling nature all, above the reach
Of art.