Fancy`s Wings
How I praise thy sweetness and lovely charms
That ever rose in the ancient rhymes
Never failing and keep up climbs
Thou art blest the mortal breast
Since long that great Homer got to rest
Thy fragrance and frolic
Effect alcoholic
How often you are assumed
In falling dews and in the rising sun
In darkling dawn when all light shun
In glade and grief, we have belief
We art blest from thy lasting relief
Ages gone but mortals` praised never eclipse
Amorous Notes always adorn their lips
O good nature! Let my fancy gets wings strong
To make my rhymes sweet and prolong
poem by Gulsher john
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