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« Vaft happiness enjoy thy gay allies!
“ Young, yet enervate ; old, yet never wise ;
« Vain, idle, delicate, in thoughtless eafe
“ All wretched, hopeless, in the evil days “ With forrow to the verge of life they tend. « Griev'd, with the present; of the past, alham'd: They live, and are despis'd: they die, nor more are nam'd.
< But with the gods, and godlike men, I dwell: “ Me, his supreme delight, th' almighty Sire
“ Regards well-pleas'd: whatever works excel, 6 All or divine or human, I inspire.
“ Counsel with strength, and industry with art, • In union meet conjoin’d, with me reside :
My dictates arm, instruct, and mend the heart; « The furelt policy, the wifeft guide. “ With me, true friendfip dwells: she deigns to bind * 'Those generous souls alone, whom I before have join’d.
« Nor need my friends the various coftly feast; “ Hunger to them th' effects of art supplies;
“ Labour prepares their weary limbs to reft ; “Sweet is their sleep: light, chearful, Itrong they rise.
« Thro' health, thro’joy, thro' pleasure and renown, “ They tread my paths; and by a soft descent,
“ At length to age all gently finking down, " Look back with transport on a life well-spent : « In which, no hour few unimprov'd away; « In which, fome generous deed distinguish'd every day.
« And when, the destin'd term at length compleat, “ Their alhes rest in peace; eternal Fame
« Sounds wide their praise: triumphant over fate, “ In facred song, for ever lives their name.
“ This, Hercules, is happiness! Obey
« Lift, and enlarge, thy thoughts. Behold the way “ That leads to fame; and raises thee from earth « Immortal! Lo, I guide thy steps. Arise, “ Pursue the glorious path; and claim thy native skies.”
The generous flame : with great intent his heart
The mist of error from his eyes dispell’d,
Sloth in her native form he now beheld;
No more, the rofy bloom in sweet disguise
grace Leaves her wan cheek; pale fickness clouds her eyes Livid and sunk, and passions dim her face.
As when fair Iris has awhile display'd
While yet we gaze, the glorious colours fade,
Beaming sweet influence. A milder smile
“ Lead, goddess, I am thine! (transported cry'd
“ Teach me! poffefs my soul; be thou my guide: " From thee, O never, never let me stray !” While ardent thus the youth his vows address'd; With all the goddess fill'd, already glow'd his breast.
The heav'nly maid, with strength divine endu'd
Firm conftancy, undaunted fortitude,
Unmov’d in toils, in dangers undismay'd,
From fiercest monsters, thro' her pow'rful aid,
An i O DE,
Τ Ο Τ Η Ε
People of GREAT BRITAIN.
In Imitation of the Sixth ODE of the Third Book
of HORACE. Written in 1746.
1. RITON! the thunder of the wrath divine, [thine,
Shall burst with tenfold rage on thy devoted head;
Unless with conscious terrors aw'd,
By meek, heart-struck repentance led,
If haply yet thou may'st avert his ire;
Did not high God of old ordain,
That empire in this favour'd land,
When from thy struggling neck he broke
Humbled the pride of haughty Spain,
He then confirm’d the strong degree :
“ Be truth, be fanctity thy guide : “ Be humble: fear thy God; and fear thou none beside."
Oft has th' offended Pow'r his rifing anger shown:
Led on by his avenging hand
(thrown. Twice have her barbarous fons our war-train'd hosts o'er
They fell a cheap inglorious prey;
While heav'n-bred fear, and wild dismay, Unman'd the warrior's heart, and reign'd in every breast.
Her arms to foreign lands Britannia bore;
Her arms, auspicious now no more! With frequeut conquests where the fires were crown'd; The fons ill-fated fell, and bit the hostile ground: