O that I had Homer's abundant vein,
I would hereof another Ilias make!
Or else the Man of Mantua's charmèd brain,
In whose large throat great Jove the thunder spake!
O that I could old Geoffrey's Muse awake,
Or borrow Colin's fair heroic style,
Or smooth my rhymes with Delia's servant's file!
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O could I, sweet Companion, sing like you
Which of a Shadow, under a shadow sing!