With purple floods, and feas of blood,
Would you attune to feeble mood
Of Cytherèan Lyre?

2. Hylæus, full of wine and war,
Adaptéd, to the foft guitar?
The Centaur-Lapithéan brood
By arm Herculean fubdu'd ?

3.

And Titan-fons of earth o'erthrown
By fulminating Jove,

Who shook the great effulgent dome
Endangering all above?

Do you in flowing style relate,

The fierce campaigns of Cæfar great,

And bend the necks of Kings uncrown'd,
Led o'er the Capitolian mound,

And me, my goddess muse impels
* In fofter fights to dare,
And on Lycymnia's bosom dwells,
Or-ringlets of her hair,

Effulgent eye as morning star, 4. Gay in contést, of sprightly jeft,

Free rally-courtly play;

With grace to give the waving hand,
When tripping with the virgin band,
On Dian's facred day;

A heart in mutual love combin'd,

And happy unifon of mind.

Wouldst thou exchange for treasures rare,

For gems,

of Araby the bleft,

&

• To battles of the fair.

For

One smile of the indulgent fair?

For all Achæmenes poffeft,

One fingle locket of her hair?

5. When she with fleek, and fragrant check, Complieth to the ardent kiss;

Or now with easy cruelty,

(Yet wishing you would feize the blifs
Unafkt) denieth, gently coy;

When the with raptur'd heart could fly,
To fnatch the ravish'd joy.

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Ille & nefafto te pofuit die,

(Quicunque) primúm, & facrilega manu
Produxit, arbos, in nepotum
Perniciem, opprobriumque pagi.

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2.

IRE tree! WHOEVER rais'd thee first,
And with a facrilegious hand,

And planted on some day accurft,

Upon my Sabine land,

To grow my

villa's vile disgrace,

Pernicious to a future race,

With baneful head t'expand,

Was exercis'd, in horrid deeds,

Had dealt in blood and Colchic weeds,

Or cut a father's throat;

And of fome guest, in harmless rest,
Had let the heart's blood out;

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Who fix't thee o'er my feat,

Curft tott'ring trunc! with wicked fall
To crush thy master, friends, and all,
In undeferved fate.

3. No

3.

man, with all his caution fenc'd,

Knows what he has to shun;
The wifeft can't be arm'd against

All hazards they may run.

The ills just hanging o'er our head, -We poor fhort-fighted mortals dread, No other in our mind;

The failor fhuns the stormy wind,

The madding Bofphor's ftrait,

But looks (to other chances blind)

Not one inch farther into fate.

4. The Parthians fudden flight and bow,

Our men by fad experience know;
The flying Parthian fears at length,
Italian chain, and Roman ftrength,
But ills beyond all human ken,

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6. With golden lyre, full loud and strong,
Alcæus ftrikes the rap'tur'd throng,

He fung his own fad fate
wn fad fate;

Hard fate and flight, by fea and land,
By doom of war and heavy hand

Of black invidious hate.

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The fhades, in facred filence, hear ;

But when with more exalted lyre, ngulmeld
Embattled plains, and tyrants dire

Expuls'd, he fung in patriot ire,

The many take his part;

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In denfer crouds they close around,
They drink the greedy tale, the found

Defcends into the heart.

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Ixion refts his wheel.

The Furies.At other times erect and hiffing, more...LDA LnA

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10. Nor, heeds the urn-the perfid train,
Nor hind, nor lynxe's spotted ftain,
Orion, in the chace;

All lift'ning bend, and all attend,
To fweet melodious grace.

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O DE XIV. To POSTHUMUS.

Eheu! fugaces, Pofthume, Pofthume.

LAS! the fugitive swift years,
With never ceafing current flow,

Nor can our piety, nor tears,
Or, stay the steps of wrinkling age,
Or, ward th' inevitable blow,
Of Death's refiftless rage.

2. A hundred hecatombs a day,

Cannot the gloomy pow'r allay,

Whose Stygian waves enfold

Thee, Géryon quell'd, of tenfold strength,

And Tityus ftretcht, enormous length!
O'er many an acre roll'd.

3. This, irrénavigable flood,

O Posthumus, we all must pass,
(Of humble, or high-boasted race)
Who taste of earthly food.

4. In vain we dread the noxious damps,
Autumnal Aufter's fickly reign,
In vain the martial bloody camps,

And Adria's hearse resounding main.

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