All Hail, Once Pleasing, Once Inspiring Shade, Scene Of My Youthful Loves, And Happier Hours! Where The Kind Muses Met Me As I Stray'D, And Gently Press'D My Hand, And Said, 'Be Ours!-- Take All Thou E'Er Shalt Have, A Constant Muse: At Court Thou Mayst Be Liked, But Nothing Gain; Stocks Thou Mayst Buy And Sell, But Always Lose; And Love The Brightest Eyes, But Love In Vain.'