Descend, prophetic Spirit![2] that inspir'st
The human Soul of universal earth,
Dreaming on things to come;[R] and dost possess
A metropolitan temple in the hearts
Of mighty Poets: upon me bestow
A gift of genuine insight; that my Song
With star-like virtue in its place may shine,
Shedding benignant influence, and secure,
Itself, from all malevolent effect
Of those mutations that extend their sway