3. And down the fitful breeze, etc. The original MS. reads: "And on the fitful breeze thy numbers flung, Till envious ivy, with her verdant ring, Mantled and muffled each melodious string,-- O Wizard Harp, still must thine accents sleep?"
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3. And down the fitful breeze, etc. The original MS. reads: "And on the fitful breeze thy numbers flung, Till envious ivy, with her verdant ring, Mantled and muffled each melodious string,-- O Wizard Harp, still must thine accents sleep?"