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Thee the voice, the dance obey,
Temper'd to thy warbled lay.
O'er Idalia's velvet green
The rofy-crowned loves are feen
©n Cytherea's day,

With antic Sports, and blue-ey'd Pleafures,

Frisking light in frolic meafures;

Now purfuing, now retreating,

Now in circling troops they meet;

To brilk notes in cadence beating,

Glance their many-twinkling feet.

Slow melting strains their Queen's approach declare t

Where'er she turns, the Graces homage pay.

With arms fublime, that float upon the air,

In gliding state lhe wins her eafy way:

O'er her warm cheek, and rifmg bofom, move

The bloom of young defire, and purple light of love.

II. i.

Man's feeble race what ills await! Labour, and penury, the racks of pain, Difeafe, and forrow's weeping train; And death, fad refuge from the storms of fate; The fond complaint, my fong, difprove, And justify the laws of Jove. Say, has he giv'n in vain the heav'nly Muse? Night, and all her sickly dews, Her fpectres, wan, and birds of boding cry, He gives to range the dreary sky: Till down the eastern cliffs afar Hyperion's march they fpy,and glitt'ring shafts of waj. II. 9. v

In climes beyond the folar road, Where shaggy forms o'er ice-built mountains roam, The Mufe has broke the twilight gloom, To cheer the fliiv'ring native's dull abode. And oft, beneath the od'rous shade Of Chili's boundlefs forests laid, She dpigns to hear the favage youth repeat, Isl loofe numbers, wildly fweet, Their fcather-cinctur'd chiefs, and dusky loves. Her track, where'er the goddefs roves, Glory purfues, and gen'rous lhame, Tli' unconquerable mind, and Freedom's holy 1

II. 3.

Woods, that wav'd o'er Delphi's steep;
Ides, that crown'd th' Egean deep;
Fields, that cool Ilissus laves;
Or where Mæander's amber waves
In ling'ring lab'rinths creep;
How do your tuneful echoes langui/h,
Mute, but to the voice of anguish!
Where each old poetic mountain
Infpiration brealh'd around;
Ev'ry shade and hollow'd fountain
Mormur'd deep a folemn found:
Till the fad Nine, in Greece's evil hour,
left their Parnassus for the Latian plains,
Alike they scorn the pomp of tyrant Pow'r,
And coward Vice, that revels in her chains.
When Latium had her lofty fpirit lost,
Ttey fought, O Albion! next thy fea-encircled

III. 1.

Far froiji the fun and fummer-gale,
In thy green lap was Nature's darling laidr
What time, where lucid Avon ftray'd,
To him the mighty mother did unveil
Her awful face: the dauntlefs child
Stretch'd forth his little arms, and fmiFd.
This pencil take (fhe faid) whofe colours clear
Richly paint the vernal year:
Thine too thefe golden keys, immortal boy!
This can unlock the gates of joy;
Of horror that, ar,d thrilling fears,
Or ope the facred fource of fympathetic lean.

111. 2.

Nor fecond he, that rode fublime
Upon the feraph-wing of etstacy,
The fecrets of th' abyfs to fpy.
He pafs'd the flammg bounds of place and tim«:
The living throne, the fapphire blaze,
Where angels tremble while they gaze,
He faw; but blafted with excefs of light,
Clos'd his eves in endlefs night.
Behold, where Dry den's lei's prefumptuous car
Wide o'er the (it-Ids or' glory bear
Two couriers uf ethereal race,

With necks in thunder cloth'd, and long refounding pace*
III. 3.

Mark, his hands the lyre explore!
P,igbt-^\'d Fancy, bov'ring o'er,
Srat'e-s 'rom her pitrur'd urn
Tho' ih'.i that breathe, and words that burn,
Uut ah, 'tis heard no more! .

tti, lyre divme! what daring fpirit
'Wakes thee now? though he inherit
Nor the pride, nor ample pinion,
That the Theban eagle bare,
£aiHng with fupreme dominion
Through the azure deep of air;
Tet oft before his infant eyes would ruii ,
Such forms as glitter in the Mufe's ray,
With orient hues, unborrowM of the fun 5
Tet ihall he mount, and keep his distant way
Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate,
Beneath the(Toad how far—but far above the Great!





Thy fpirit, Independence, let me lharef

JLord of the lion-heart aud eagle-eye,

Thy steps I follow, with my bofom bare,

Kor heed the storm that howls along the (kyi

Deep in the frozen regions of the north,

A Goddefs, violated, brought thee forth,

Immortal Liberty, whofe look fublime

Hath bleach'd the tyrant's cheek in ev'ry varying clime;

What time the iron-hearted Gaul,

With frantic Superstition for his guide,

jkrm'd with the dagger and the pall,

The fon* of WoUeu to the sield defy'd;

The ruthlefs hag, by Wefer's flood,

In Heaven's name tirg'd th' infernal blow;

And red the ftream began to flow:

The vanquish'd were baptiz'd with blood.*


The Saxon prince in horror fled
From altars flainM with human gore;
And Liberty his routed legions led
In fafety to the bleak Norwegian lhore, j
There in a cave afleep lhe lay,
Lull'd by the hoarfe refounding main;
When a bold favage pase'd that way,
Impell'd by Deftiny, his name Disdain.
Of ample front the portly chief appear'd;
The hunted bear fupply'd a shaggy vest;
The drifted fnow hung on his yellow beard;
And his broad fhoulders brav'd the furious blasts
He flopt; he gaz'd; his bofom glow'd,
And deeply felt the impression of her charms:
He feiz'd th' advantage Fate allow'd,
And straight comprefs'd her in his vigorous arm,


The Curlieu fcream'd; the Tritons blew
Their flielU to celebrate the ravisiVd rite j
Old Time exulted as he flew;
And Independence faw the light,

* Charlemagne obliged 4000 Saxon prisoners to embrace the Christian religion, and immediately after they were baptized ordered their throats to be cut. Their prince V'itikl&d ted fut shelter to Gotrick kiug of Denmark.

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