How oft , when thou, I invoked you as my Muse,~by Hela Tekali

 

 

How oft , when thou, I invoked you as my Muse,

How oft , when thou, I invoked you as my Muse,
And you seemed to govern my every verse,
As every pen hath got my use,
And under thy spell poesy shall disperse.

Thine heart , hath taught the blind how to see,
And thy lofty imagination how to fly,
Have added feathers to my poetic glee,
And bestowed grace upon my flattery ecstasy.

I am most proud that of which you inspire,
Whose Muse is born out of thee,
You endowed the pen of my Art with sweet fire,
Thou Art ,all my Art, with thy love graced be.

But thou all my muse, hailed thee
As high as my flying inspiration, will ever be.

Jenayah Hela