Heavenly choir! the graces twine
O’er you garlands all divine;
And with you the joys I drink,
Sparkling round Pierian brink,
While I sing in raptured glory,
"Ed io anche son pittore."

To My Penates, ll. 223–8. Translated by John Bowring (1821), p. 59. Bowring quotes the Russian differently as epigraph: «Вамъ, вамъ плетутъ Хариты / Безамертные вѣнцы! / Я вами здѣсь вкушаю / Восторги Піеридъ, / И въ радости взываю: / О Музы! я Піитъ!»