What strings symphonious tremble in the air, What strains of vocal transport round her play!

This hermit too has his "harp symphonious.

What strings symphonious tremble in the air!

With modest pride, to grace thy youthful brow, The laureate wreath[10] that Cecil wore she brings, And to thy just, thy gentle hand Submits the fasces of her sway; While spirits blest above, and men below, Join with glad voice the loud symphonious lay.