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Alexander Chalmers.

The works of the English poets, from Chaucer to Cowper;

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Such were I now — not all these dire alarms,
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Nor had Metmi^mOnm Km ib«glUm fpready
TtnH beapM with wrongt thy fiidier>i aged head ;
Nor thus QOpQiMifa'd itraCch'd hie rage abhorr'd
Ccr toams, dispeopled hy his wastelii! svofd.
Barbear, ye gods ! and Heaven's great mkr, hear,
WithdMiegani, a king's aMliither*spray'r!
My dear, dear Pallas, if the fiites ordaia
Safe to retoni, and Uess these eyes again :
With age, paia,' sickness, this one Ml whig grre ;
On this condition PU endnratoTive.
But oh! if fortune has dacreed his doom.
Now, now, by death* prevent ray woes to come ;
Now, while my hopes and fears uncertaia How ;
Now, ere she lifts her hand to strike the hlow |
While in these feeUe armsl <rain the hoy.
My sole delight, my lait snrming joy !
Ere tba sad' news of his nntimeiy doom
Must bow bis hoary head with sorrow to the tomb !"
With these last words he swoon'd, and sunk away;
His senranto to tha eouch their brsathless kid



^Now through the opening gates the warriors ride,
JEneasfirrt, Achates by his side.
The Th^an chiefe snooaed : amid the train
Young Pallas towers, coaspicuoas o'er the plain.
All bright his Aiilitary porple iow^d ;
His polish'd arms with golden splendoiirs ^ow'd.
So, bath'd in ocean, with a Tivid ray
Flames the nfhlgmtslar that leads the day :
Wide through the sky, befote the samd light
Break, and di^»erse the scatteriag shades of night.
High OB the battlements the mothers stand.
And, from the towers, snrrey the martial band.
Through the thick woods, easbpdyM in array,
The gliUefiag sqdadrons take the nearest way.
Lond shouts arise ; the thundering ooorsers boond
Thfough ckNids of dust, and paw the trembling
Amigh^grove, refver^d for ages stood [grooad;
Wheve CsBre views witti pride her rolling flood s
HUls clad with ir, togaaidthe halkm'd bound.

In times of old, the pious Ai|dve train.

The first possessors of the Latiaa plain.

To the great guardian* of the flaids, hadmnda

For ever aaered the devoted shade.

And, on hb solemn day, their ananal offarings paid.

Not fer from hence the TuMam host dispread

Their mighty camp, with Tsrchoa at their head.

From the tafrtowflring point an full survey,

Stretch'd o'ar tha vale, th' embattled army hy.

Hither JEneas, wilhhisband, sncceeds;

The train, refresh'd, releaae the panting steeds.

Meantime his beaoteoos mother, from on high.
Had brought the blazing present down the sky.
By the cool stream the hem she snrvey'd
'^ithin the winding vale, and thus she said :

** Behold the promis'd arms ; in every pait
By Vnlcan labour'd with immortal art.
Now dare thy foes, collected in thy might.
Now call the haughty Tureus to the fi^t"
Then the feir queen her joyful son embrac'd.
And by«n oak the radiant burthen plac'd.
The wondering chief with sadden rapture glow'd,
itruck with the glorious labours of the gOd.
' Aatonish'd at the biasing arms he stands.
And, «ne by one, he pois'd 'em in his baods.
The sword, with death all pointed, he admires,
4^Uie proud helm, that shoou a length gf fifct.



The mi^ity corriat east a tivid rajr ^
With scales of brass and sanguine ookmis gay I
And, like a flaming ckrad, refulgent shone,
Pierc'd with the glancing Tories of the Son.
The polishM greaves his manly thighs enfold.
With mmgled metals wrought and ductile gold.
With joy the weighty spear the prince behekl ;
But most admir'd the huge mysterions shield ;
For there had Vnlcan, skili'd in times to conM^
Display'd the triumphi of Immortal Rome;
There all the Julian line the god had wrought,
And charg'd the goid with battles yet nnib^t
Here in a verdant cave's embew'ring shade.
The fostering wolf and martial twins * were laid;
Th' indulgent mother, half redin'd along.
While at her dogs the sportiva mfluits hung,
Look'd fondly back, and form'd 'em with her

tongue. [daoo^

Next Rome appear'd; here shriek the Sabins
Surpris'd, and ravish'd at her solemn games..
In arms the Cures with their king appev.
And wage with infent Rome a sudden war.
At lengUi agreed, from fight the monaichs <
And, at the shrine of Jove, condode the peace.
Each kmg beride th^ bleeding victim stands,
With lifted eyes, a goblet in his bamb.
Here the mad coursers flew the forest o'er,
And, Umbfrom limb, the peijued Metins tore.
As vengeful TttlluB drags bun thffoagh the wood.
The scnlptor'd trees are all bedropp'd wiUi Uool

Here proud Porsenna, with bis martial trsio^
Bids Rome receive her bankh'd king again.
Her noble sons, surrounded with alarms^
Fly, in the cause of liberty, to arms.
While gkriotts Codes all his host withstood.
And Ckdia broke her chains, and swam the flood.
With furious looks, tremendous to behold.
The nging monareh frown'd, and storm'd in gold.

There, for the Capitol, brave Bfanlhis strove
Fought like a god, and look'd a second Jove.
There stood thy palace, Romulus, (decreed
The seat of empire) roof 'd with homely reed.
Here fled the silver goose through coorts of gold.
And, cackling loud, th' approaching Ganls foretold.
Through the thick forest move the hostile pow'n^
And, fevonr'd by the night, invade th^ tow'is.
Fair go^len tresses grace the coooely train.
And every warrior wears a golden chain.
Embroider'd vests their snowy limbs enfold ;
And their rich robes are all adorned with gold.
Two Alphie spears with martial pride they wiekt
And guard their bodies with an ample shiekL
The Salii next in solemn garbs advance;
And naked here the mad Luperei dance.
The pledge of future empire from the sky.
The sacred targe strikes dazzling on the eysb
In stately cars the pious matrons rode.
Who sav'd their country, and appeas'd the cod.

Far hence remov'd, appear the realms bdov^
llie horrid mansions of eternal woe ;
Where howl thedamn'd ; where CatHme hi cbska
Roars from the dark abyss, Hi endless painsi
SeeB the grim furies all around htm spread,
And the black rock still tremblmg o'er his hesd.
But in a separate space the jtist remain }
And awful Cato rules the godlike train.

Full in the n^idst, majestically roll'd
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Jkdt h^Aty wfevet cori bigb on erevy side,
ibad lil vcr dolpbinf cat the sable tide. ^

Amid tbe flood, two mvies rose t» ligbt,
Witli beaks of brass; tb* imniortal Actian figbt !
An charg'd witb war tbe boiUng biUowt rolPd,
And (be vast ocean flam'd witb arms of gold.
Here leads divine Augustus, tbrougb tbe flooidsi
iThe sons of Rome, ber fittbers and ber godtf :
Prom^bis bigb stern tbe martial scene surreys,
Wbile streaming splendoufi round bis templet

blase;
Hi« sparkling eyes a keener glory sbed,
Tban bis great fntber's star, tbat glitters o*er bis



Next, witb kind gales, tbe care of every god,
Agrippa leads bb squadron tbrougb tbe flood.
A naval crown adorns tbe warrior's brows.
And fierce be poors amid tb' embattled foes.

. Tbere brings proud Antony bis various bands,
l^rom distant nations, ami from barbaroos lands.
Dispeopled Egypt fills the watery plain,
Andlhe wbole Eastern world overspreads tbe main.
$ut O !— the curse of Rome, tbe shame of war,
l}is.Pbarian consort^ follows in tbe rear !

Rush tbe fierce fleets to figbt ! beneath their oan
And datsbing beaks, tbe foaming ocean roars !
AH big witb war tbe floating castles ride.
In bvilk enormoos, o'er tbe yielding tide ;
Tbe frothy surge like moving mountains sweep.
Or isles uprooted, rolling round tbe deep.
Spears, darts, and flames, fly furious o'er tbe main ;
llie fields of K^icune take a crimson stain.
Tbe beauteous queen, amidst the dire alarms,
"With lupr loud timbrels calls ber host taarms,
^eatothe fight, nor sees tbe snakes, tbat wait
And bias behind, dread ministers of fate !
Against great Neptune, in bis strength arrayed.
And beauteous Venus, and the blue«ey'd maid.
Engage tbe dog Anubis, on tbe floods.
And tbc^ lewd herd of Egypt's monster gods.
In poltsb'd steel, conspicuous from alar,
Amid tbe tumult storms the god of war.
Her. robes all rent, witb many an ample stride,
Orim Discord stalk'd, triumphant, o^er the tide.
Kext, witb ber bloody scourge, Bellooa flies.
And leads, in fatal pomp, the furies of the skies.

Meantime, enthroned on Actium's towering height.
The god of day surveys the raging fight.
And bends his twanging bow. With sudden dread,
At the dire signal, all Arabia fled :
At once retire, in wild confusion hurPd,
Egypt) and all th' amembled Eastern worid.
Amid the slaoghten of the fight was seen.
Pale «ith the fears of death, the Pbarian queen;
Aghast, she calls tbe kind prr>pitious gales
To speed her flight ; and spreads her sUken sails.
The god displayed her figure, full in view,
Aa o*er the floods with western winds she flew.
While sunk io grief, the mighty Nile bemoans
Tbe 'shame and slaughter of his vanquished sons.
He saw tbe rout^ birmantle he uoroli'd.
Spread forth his robes, and opened every fold.
Expanded wide his arms, with timely care,
And in h'ls kind embnce receivM the flying War.

Now moTCs great Csesar, (all bis foes overcome)
With three proud triumphs, thro* imperial* Rome;
And pays immortal honours to tbe skies:
Behold at ouoe three hundred templet riM !

* . . tClenpatii.



Tbe streets resound with shouts and solemn games ;
And to the temples throng tbe Roman dames
Witb ardent pray'rs : high altars rise around ; ^
And with the blood of victims smokes the ground.
Hd sits enthroned in Phoebus' Parian fane ;
In ranks before him pass tbe vanquiib'd train.
While he accepts tbe gifts that crown his toHs,
And bangs <m high the consecrated spoils.
Before the vietor movet tbe mighty throngs,
Witb different habits and discordant tongues*
Here pass, distinguish'd by tho god of fire.
The sdtas of AAic, in their loose attire :
The iC&rians march ; the bold Numidians ridii ;
Th^ Gelons shine with quivers at their side.
Here crowd the Dae ; and the nations, tbere.
From Earth's last endis assembled to tbe war.
Here, witb diminisb'd pride, Euphrates mourns ;
There tbe maim'd Rbroe bemoans bis broken bonsi^
And fierce Araxes, bridged of old in vain.
Now bends, submissive, to the Romdn chain.

Such was the gloriovs gift in every part
By Vulcan finisb'd with immortal art :
(The forms unknown, tbat grac'd its ample field)
The prince frith joy surveys the storjr'd shield ;
Aloft be bears the triumphs yet to come.
The fortunes of bis race, the fotet of mi^ity Rome^



VIRGIL'S -KNEID.



BOOK IX.



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Tvtiitvi taketf advantage of JEneas's absence,
attempts to fire his ^ps, (which are transformei
nito 8e»-nyropbs) and asteults bis camp. Tbe
T^ans, reduced to the last extremities, send
Nisus and Euryalus to recall ^Eneas, which f\ir-
nisbes tbe poet with that admirable episode of
their firiendsbip, generosity, and conclusion of
their adventurea In the morning, Tomus pti|het
the siege with vigour; and, hearing that die
Trqjans bad opened a gate, he runs, thither, and
breaks into the towi^ with the enemies be pur-
•lies. Tbe gates are imniediatdy closed upon
bim ; and he fights his way through tbe tow^
ta ihe river Tyber. He is forced at last to leap,
armed as be is, into tbe i^rer, and swims to bijp
camp.

T RtJs while the prince collects auxiltkr bosti^
And leads new armies from the Tuscan coasts ;
Dispatch'd by Heav'n's great empress from tb4>
TEe goddess of tbe bow to Turnns flies; [•Ucl
Where, cover'd with the shade, he made ^bode
In bis old grandsire's consecrated Wood ;
There, as at ease ieclin*d the godlike onii.
Her rosy lips she open'd, and began :

" Tumus, this kind auspicious hour l^estow«
What scarce a god could promise to thy vows :
For .10 1 the Trojan chief has parted hence.
And for new succours courts th' Arcadian prince.
Thence to the Tuscan coasu his course be bends;
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Now, wbik ^ LydSaw ia \m Cftute uoite,
A ad the nw peataoU gather to the fight ^
Call, call the fiery oouraers, and the car ;
FJy — stortD his camp— and give a loote to war.**
This said, with leveled wings she mounts oo high.
And citts a glorioQs rainbiMr in the sky.

Heknewthefiur; hb lifted hands he spread.
And with these words pnrta'd her as she fled :
** Bright beauteous goddess of the Tarious bow.
What pow'r dispatch'd thee to the world below }
"What splendours ope*", to my dazzled eyes \
"What floods of glory bant from all the skies !
And lo ! the Heav'ns divbe, the plaoeU roll !
Thick shine the sUrs, and gild the glowing pole !
CallVI by th&^e omens to the field of blood,
I follow to the war the great inspiring god !"

Raptur'd he said, and sought the limpid tide,
Wh^re gurgling streams in silver currents glide ;
There cleansM his hands, then raising High in air.
To ev'ry god addrest his ardent prayer.

And now, all gay and glorious to behold,
Fich in embroiderM vestsj and arms of gold.
On sprightly prancing steeds, the martial train
Spread wide their ratiks o'er all th' aosbattled

plain.
The van with great Messapus at thdr head ;
The deepening rear the sons of Tyrrheus led.
Brave Tumus flames in arms, supremely tall,
Tow*rs in the centre, and outshines them alL
Silent they march beneath their god|ike guide :
So mighty Ganges leads, with awful pride.
In sev^n large streams, his swelling solemn tide :
So Nile, composed within his banks again,^
Moves in slow pontp, majestic, to the main.

lYoy saw from far the blackening cloud arise :
Then from the rampart's height Caicus cries :
'* See, see, my friends, yon dusky martial train.
Involved in clouds, and ^weeping o*er the plain !
To arms-r-the foes advance-— yout sword* prepare !
Fly !— mount the ramparts, and repel the war !*'
With shouts they run ; they gather at the call ;
They close the gates; they »omit; they guard

the wall.
For so th' experienced prince had charged tha host,
When late he parted ibr the Tuscan coMt ;
Whatever befel, their ardour to restrain,
TruA to their walls, nor tempt the open plain.
There,,though with shame and wrath their boaons

glow.
Shut m their tow'n, they wait th' embattled fee.
But mighty Tumus rode with rapid speed.
And furious spurrM his dappled Thracian steed;
Eager before the tardy squadrons flew
To reach the wall ; and soon appeared in view
(With twice ten noble warriors close behind) $
His crimson crest streamM dreadful in the wind,
«* Who fir«t,»*^he cryM, " with me the foe will dare ?"
Then hurl'd a dart, the signal of the war.
Loud shout bis train; deep wonder seizM them all,
To see the Trojans skulk behrod their wall ;
Safe in their tow'rs tbeiir forces they bestow.
Nor Uke the field, nor meet th» approaching foe.

Now furious Tumus, thuud*ring round the plai9«
Tties every post and pass, but tries in vain
As, beat by tempests, and by famine bold.
The prowling wolf attempts the nightly fold ;
Lodged in the guarded field beneath their dams.
Safe from the tavage, bleat the tender lambs;
The monster meditates the fleecy brood ;
New howli with bonger, and now thintt for blood i



Roams hmnd the Iobom that tiie prke €Otlala«
And madly rages at the flock in vain :
Thus, as th' embattled tow'rs the chief descries.
Rage fires his soul, and flashes from his eyes:
Nor entrance can he find, nor force the trsia
From the close trench, to combat on the plain^
But to their fleet he bends his ftirioos way.
That, cover'd by the floods and ramparts, ky
Beside the camp-^He caHs for boming hran^.
And rais'd a pine aH-flannng in hif hfmds.
His great example the bold troop itopires ;
They rob the hearths ; they hnrl the missive fires:
The black'ning smokes in curling volumes rise.
With hov'ring clouds of cinders, to the skies.

O say, ye Muses, what celestial pow*r
Preserv»d the navy in that dreadfnl hwar.
And stopp'd the progress of the fsrious flame?
The tale is old, yet of immortal fame !

The Trojan chief, prepar»d to stem the tide^
Had hwih hb fleet beneath the hills of Me ;
When thus to Jove, in HeaVn** supreme abode^
Spoke the mi^jestic mother of the gods :
** Hear, and our first request, my son, accord.
The first, since Heav'n has ownM you for her

lonL
To our great name, and honoor'd by our love.
On lofty Ida tow'rs a stately grove :
Tall firs and maples there for years have siood»
And waving pines, a venerable wood !
To bniid his navy, I be8tQW>d with joy
The hallow'd Ibrest on the chief of Troy.
Now anxious fears ^stnrb my soul with care :
But thou, my son, faidnlge a mother*s pray'r :
Bid seas and tempests spare the ships divine;
Be this their saiety, that they once were mine."
Thus she — and thus replies her son, who mill
The golden planets round the spangled poles :
** What would our mother's rash request inteodf
To turn the fates from their determined end ?
How ! an hnmortal state would you demand
For vessels labonr'd by a mortal hand >
And shall the chief in certain safbty ride,
O'r rocks, o»er gulls, and o'er th* uncertain tide f
A pow*r so high we never yet hestowM ;
No^'tis a pow'r too boundless fi>r a god !
But this we grant — when, all his labours o'er.
The Trojan prince shall reach the Latian sbot^
Whatever ships the friendly strand shall gani,
Sav'd firom the storms, and the devouring main,
Know, we will take the mortal form flfom these;
Each ship shall lanch, a goddess of the seas;
And with her sister Nereids shall divide
The silver waves, and bound long the tide."
Thil said, the lord of thunder seaFd the vow
By hu dread brother's awfhl streams bekiw ;
By the Mack whirlpools of the Stygian flood;
Then gave the sanction of th* imperial nod ;
The Heav'ns all shook, and fled before the god.
Now was the hour arriv'd, th' appointed date,
Fixt by the high eternal laws of fa^ ;
When the great mother of the thundVer came
To guwd her sacred vessels from the flame.
First from the glowing orient they descry
A blazing doud, that stretchM from sky to iky;
The golden splendours doubly gild the day,
^nd high in air the tinkling cymbals pil|iy*
At length, with wonder, and n^ligtoas fear,
A 4eep majestic inolce ihe Kst'niug nations h«r :
" Forbear, forbear, ye son? of Trov, nor lead
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The protid Ratalbn Aall, with greAer ease.
Burn to their beds profband the «at*ry seas t
Lanoh 3fou, my ships ; be Nereids of the floodi ;
So wills the mighty mother of the jcods !''

Swift at the word, the sacred ships obey,
From their loose anchors break, and bound away ^
like sportire dolphins plunge beneath the main.
Then (wond'rous !^ rise in female forms again.
8p many nymphs lanch swiftly from the shore,
As rode tall gallies in the port before.
The fierce Rutulians shook with wild affrigfaty
Ev'n brav^ Messapus trembled at the sight.
Nor could he rule his steeds, nor check their rapid

flight
Old rourm'ring Tyber shrunk with sudden dread.
And to his source the hoary fkther fled.
iUl, but the Taliant DauniAn hero, shook,
Who rais'd their drooping souls, while thus he

spoke :
** These omens threat our foes : (O ^^orioos day !)
lo f Jove has snatch^ their last relief away !
Lo ! from our dreaded arms their ships retire, .
And vanish swift before our vengeful fire :
To Troy, imprisoned in yon narrow coasty
The wat'ry half of all the globe is lost.
Their flight, the seas and hostile armies bar ;
The land is ours ; and Italy from far
POtirs forth her sons, by nations, to the war.
Her favouring oracles let Ilion boast :
^ Tumus all those empty vaunts are lost
To 'scape the seas, and reach the Latian land.
Was all, their fott« or Venus could dejnand.
My fotes now take their turn ; aud 'tis in mine.
For my lost spouse, to crush the peijur*d line,
like brave Atrides, Til redeem the dame.
The shme my cause, and my revenge the same.
Will Troy then venture on a rape once more.
Who paid so dearly for the crime before ?
Sure they have long ago the thought decliu'd.
Forsworn the sex, and curst the costly kind !
Fools ! will they trust yon feeble wall and gate.
That slight partition betwixt them and fate.
Who not long since beheld their Troy renown'd,
Their god-built Troy, lie smoking on the ground I
Fly then, my friends, and let us force the foe ;
Seize, storm the camp, and lay their ramparts low.
Nor want we, o'er these dastards to prevail.
Arms forg'd by Vulcan, and a thousand sail ;
Though to support their desp'rate cause should join
Arcadia's sons with all the Tuscan line :
Nor need the wretches fear, with vain affright^
The sacred thefts or murders of the night
A robb'd palladium, and an ambush'd force,
Lodg'd in the caverns of a monstrous horse.
A conquest in the dark my soul disclaims ;
No~^et us gird by day their walls with flames,
fioon shall they find no Argive host appears.
Whom Hector baflM ten revolving years.
Now go, my valiant friends, and pass away
In due repast the small remains of day :
But rite, rise early with the dawning light.
Fresh from repose, and vigerous for the fight?'*

Meantime it falls to great Messapus' care.
The ramparts to surround with fire and war.
Twice sev'n Rululian leaders head the bands |
An hundred spears each valiant chief commands :
Proudly they march, in gold and purple gay.
And crimson crests on every helmet play, [supine
They watch, they rest, by turns ; and, stretch'd
On the green carpet, quaff the fen'rons rot.



The fires gleam round, and shoot a rudd^ li^t;
Jn plays and pleasures, pass the jovial nig^t

This scene the Trojans from their trenches view $
All seize their arms, and to their ramparts flew j
In wild affright to guard the gates theyi pour,
Join bridge to bridge with speed, and tow'r to tow'e.
Thus while th' endanger'd bulwarks they maintain^
Mnestheus and brave Serestus fire the train.
(The prince had left to their «sperienc'd care.
If aught bcfel, the conduct of the war.)
Now all the soldiers to their pq^ were flown.
And in their turns, successive, guard the town.

The valhint Nisus topk hfk lot, to wait
Before the portal, and defend the gate.
From Ida's native woods the warrior came,
Skill'd with the dart to pierce the flying game :
With him Ruryalus, who match'd in arms
Troy's bravest youths, and far exceli'd in charms;
So young, the springing down but jukt began
To shade hb bloomrog cheeks, and promise man.
These boys in sacred friendship were ally'd,
And join'd ia martial labours, side by side ;
In ev'ry danger, ev'ry glory, shar'd ;
And both alike were planted on the guard.

" Has Heav'n," cry'd Nisus first, <* this warmtk
bestow'd?
Heav'n ! or a thought that prompts me like a god ?
This glorious warmth, my friend, that breaks mf

rest?
Some high exploit lies throbbing at my breast
My glowing mind what gen'reus arduurs raise.
And set my mounting spirits on a blase ! *

See the loose discipline of yonder train ;
The lights, grown thin, scarce glimmer firoa die

plain;
The guards in slumber and debauch arf drown'd |
And mark !— « gen'ral silence reigns around :
Then take my thought ; the people, fothers, all.
Join in one wish, our leader to recalt
No|r, would they give to thee the priae I cU
(For I could rest contented with the feme )
An easy road, methinks, I can survey
Beneath yon summit to direct my way."

The biave Euryalus, with martial pridt,
Fir'd with the charms of glory, thus reply'd s

'* And will my Nisus then his friend disdaiai?
Deny'd his share of danger and of fiame }
And can thy dear Euryalus expose
Thy life, alone, unguarded to the foes ?
Not so my fether fkught his gen'rous boy.
Bom, tram'd, and season'd, in the wars of lVoy«
And, where the great ^neas led the way,
I brav'd all dangers of the land and sea.
Then too canst witness that my worth is try'd ;
We march'd, we fought, we conquer'd side by sida.
Like thine, this bosom gfows with martial flame ;
Burns with a scorn of life, and love of fame ;
And thinks, if endless glory can be sought
On such low terms, the prize is cheaply bought
Let no such jealousl^rs alarm thy breast :
Thy worth and valour staqd to all conflsst
Bi^t let the danger foil," he cries, <* on me:
For this exploit, I durst not think on thee !
No : — as I hope the blest ethereal train
May bring me glorious to thy arms again !
But should the gods deny me to succeed.
Should I— (which Heav'n avert)— but should I

bleed;
Live thou ; — in death some pleasure that will give !
Live for thy Nicui' sake ^ I oharga tbap^ Uva.



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Using the text of ebook The works of the English poets, from Chaucer to Cowper; by Alexander Chalmers active link like:
read the ebook The works of the English poets, from Chaucer to Cowper; is obligatory