Wanderer
Ye Muses! and ye Graces!
Woman
That is my cottage.
Wanderer
The fragments of a temple!
Woman
Here onwards on one side
The rivulet flows
From whence I drink.
Ye Muses! and ye Graces!
That is my cottage.
The fragments of a temple!
Here onwards on one side
The rivulet flows
From whence I drink.