Chorus I. All hail, all hail, Majestic Granta! hail thy aweful name, Dear to the Mufe, to Liberty, to Fame. VI. Recitative. You too, illuftrious Train, fhe greets Air IV. Caught the bright beams of that ætherial fire, To hurl the fhafts of reason, and to wield Thofe heav'nly-temper'd arms, whofe rapid force And now the tunes her plaufive song To you her fage domeftic thròng; Who here, at Learning's richest shrine, And open Wisdom's golden mine. Recitative. Each youth inspir'd by your perfuafive art, Clafps the dear form of virtue to his heart; Enthufiaftic raptures roll, Gen'rous as those the fons of Cecrops caught In hoar Lyceum's fhades from Plato's fire-clad thought. VIII. Air Air V. O Granta! on thy happy plain Still may these Attic glóries reign: Still mayft thou keep thy wonted state, Recitative. Great as this illuftrious hour, When He, whom GEORGE's well-weigh'd choice Have lifted to the fairest heights of pow'r, When He appears, and deigns to fhine The leader of thy learned line; And bids the verdure of thy olive bough 'Mid all his civic chaplets twine, Air VI. Hafte then, and amply o'er his head Mean while the Mufe fhall fnatch the trump of Fame, To tell the world that PELHAM's name Is dear to Learning as to Liberty. Full Chorus. The Mufe fhall fnatch the trump of Fame, To tell the world that PELHAM's name Is dear to Learning as to Liberty. ODE ODE to an EOLUS's * Harp. Sent to Mifs SHEPHEARD. Y By the Same. ES, magic lyre! now all compleat Bade my bleft hands thy form prepare; For know, full oft, while o'er the mead Then fhall the Sylphs, and Sylphids bright, Her virgin charms are giv'n, in circling flight And lightly brush thee with their purple wings * This inftrument appears to have been invented by KIRCHER: who has given a very accurate defcription of it in his MUSURGIA. After having been neglected above an hundred years, it was again accidentally difcovered by Mr. OSWALD. See Vol. III. p. 4. of this Mifcellany. While others check each ruder gale, 'Mid which fome fav'rite youth shall rove, Shall meet, fhall lead her thro' the glitt❜ring scenes, And all be mufic, extacy, and love. By Mr. DUNCOMBE, Fellow of Corpus Chrifti College, CAMBRIDGE. I. EALTH! to thee thy vot'ry owes All the bleffings life bestows, All the sweets the fummer yields, By thee his eye each scene with rapture views; The Muse shall fing thy gifts, for they inspire the Muse. II. Does II. Does increase of wealth impart The fwain's and virgin's artless cheek? From HEALTH these blufhes, fmiles and transports flow; Wealth, children, love itself, to HEALTH their relish owe. III. Nymph! with thee, at early Morn, O bear me to the wood-bine bow'r ! When Evening lights her glow-worm,, lead To yonder dew-enamell'd mead; And let me range at Night thofe glimm'ring groves, Where ftillness ever fleeps, and Contemplation roves. IV. This my tributary lay, Grateful at thy shrine I pay, Who for fev'n whole years haft shed Thy balmy bleffings o'er my head; Thofe fragrant lips of rofy hue, Nor think there needs th' allay of fharp difcafe, To quicken thy repaft, and give it pow'r to pleafe. |