Urania - Muse of Astronomy
Urania, o'er her star-bespangled lyre,
With touch of majesty diffused her soul;
A thousand tones, that in the breast inspire,
Exalted feelings, o er the wires'gan roll-
How at the call of Jove the mist unfurled,
And o'er the swelling vault-the glowing sky,
The new-born stars hung out their lamps on high,
And rolled their mighty orbs to music's sweetest sound.
- From "An Ode To Music" by James G. Percival
With touch of majesty diffused her soul;
A thousand tones, that in the breast inspire,
Exalted feelings, o er the wires'gan roll-
How at the call of Jove the mist unfurled,
And o'er the swelling vault-the glowing sky,
The new-born stars hung out their lamps on high,
And rolled their mighty orbs to music's sweetest sound.
- From "An Ode To Music" by James G. Percival
