[1]In Sultry Noon When Youthful Milton Lay, Supinely Stretch'D Beneath The Poplar Shade, Lur'D By His Form, A Fair Italian Maid Steals From Her Loitering Chariot, To Survey The Slumbering Charms, That All Her Soul Betray. Then, As Coy Fears Th' Admiring Gaze Upbraid, Starts; - And These Lines, With Hurried Pen Pourtray'D, Slides In His Half-Clos'D Hand; - And Speeds Away. - "Ye Eyes, Ye Human Stars! - If, Thus Conceal'D By Sleep'S Soft Veil, Ye Agitate My Heart, Ah! What Had Been Its Conflict If Reveal'D Your Rays Had Shone!" - Bright Nymph, Thy Strains Impart Hopes, That Impel The Graceful Bard To Rove, Seeking Thro' Tuscan Vales His Visionary Love. 1: This Romantic Circumstance Of Our Great Poet'S Juvenility Was Inserted, As A Well Known Fact, In One Of The General Evening Posts In The Spring 1789, And It Was There Supposed To Have Formed The First Impulse Of His Italian Journey.