. Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes br To pace the ground, if path be there or none, br While a fair region round the traveller lies br Which he forbears again to look upon; br Pleased rather with some soft ideal scene, br The work of Fancy, or some happy tone br Of meditation, slipping in between br The beauty coming and the beauty gone. br If Thought and Love desert us, from that day br Let us break off all commerce with the Muse: br With Thought and Love companions of our way, br Whate'er the senses take or may refuse, br The Mind's internal heaven shall shed her dews br Of inspiration on the humblest lay.