Helen Maria Williams,
Poems (1786), Volume I
“ Where his lone sigh deserted Genius draws;To lead his drooping spirit to thy fane, Where attic joy the social circle warms; Where science loves to pour her hallow'd strain, Where wit, and wisdom, blend their sep'rate charms.And lure to cherish intellectual powers, To bid the vig'rous tides of genius roll, Unfold, in fair expansion, fancy's flowers, And wake the latent energies of soul;Far other homage claims than flatt'ry brings The little triumphs of the proud to grace: For deeds like these a purer incense springs, Warm from the swelling heart its source we trace! ”
