TO IfAtgfiTAS,

Ip parricide ever, in horrourt more dire,
With impious right hand shall strangle bis sire.
On garlicj than hemloc more rank, let him feed;
O stomach of mowers to digest such a weed !
What poison is this in my bosom so glowing ?
Have 1 8wallow*d the gore of a viper unknowing ?
Canidia perhaps hath handled the feast,
^nd with witchery hellish the banquejt hath drest
(Vith this did M^ea her lover besmear,
f oung Jason, beyond all his Argonauts ^r ;
The stench was so strong, that it tam'd to'the yoke
rhe brasS'fboted bulls breathing fire and smoke.
)n the gown of Cretisa its juices she shed,
riien on her wingM dragon in triumph she fied.
fot such the strong vapour that bums up the plains,
Vhen the dog-star in anger triumphantly reigns;
Tot the shirt of Alcides, that well-labourM soldier,
Vith flames more envenomed bum'd into his

shoulder.
.May the girl of your heart, if ever you taste,
acetious Maecenas, so baleful a feast,
er iiand o'er your kisses, oh, may she bespread,
nd lie aOar off on the stock of the bed !



ODE IV,

wolves and lambs by nature disagree.
So is my hatred firm to thee;
lou wretch, whose back with flagrant whips is torn ^
Whose legs with galling fetters worn ;
ongh wealth thy native insolence inflame,
A. scoundrel ever is the same. *

lile you your thrice three ells of gown display,
\nd stalk along the sacred way,
serve the free-bom indignation rise,
^ark ! how they turn away their eyes :
'his wretch," they cry, " with public lashing
"ill even the beadle loath'd his trade, [flay'(^
7 ploughs his thousand acres of demesne,
Liid wears the pavement with hia train ;
V on the foremost benches sits, in spite
if Otho, an illustrious knight,*^
n slaves and pirates to assert the main,
tiall Rome such mighty fleets maintain,
shall those fleets, that dreadful, rvile the K^
pirate aud 4 slave pb^y I I



ODE V.

OK THB WrrcU CANIDIA.'



" BvT oh, ye gods, whose awful sway
Heaven, Earth, and human-kind obey^
What can this hideous noise intend ?
On me what ghastly looks they bend?
If ever chaste Lucina heard
Thy vows in hour of birth preferr'd j
Oh I by this n>be*s impuipled train.
Its purple pride, «Ias r hpw vain I
By the iipetring wrath of Jove,
Unerring shall his vengeance prove ;
Why lika a step-dame do you stare.
Or like a wQunded tigress glare ?"

'I*hus while his saored robes they tear,.
The trembKng boy prefers his prayer ;
Then aaked stands, with auph a form
As might an impious Thracian charm^
Canidjii, crQwnM with writhing snakes
Dishevell'd, thus the silence breaks :
" Now the magic fire prepare.
And from graves uprooted tear
Trees, whose horrpun gloomy spretd
Round the maiwons qf the dead ;
Bring the eggs and plt^age foul
Of a midnight-shrieking owl ;
Be they well besmear*d with blood
Of the blackest-venotn'd toad ;
From their various climates 1>ring
Every herb that taints the spring ;
Then into the charm be thrown,
Snatch*d from famished bitch, a bone |
Bum them all with magic fl^me,
KiiMil^ first by Colchiap damCf"
Now Sagana, aroqnd the ce|l,
Sprinkled her waters black frpm Hell 1
Fierce as a porcupine, or boar,
In frightful wreaths her hair she wore,

Veia, who never knew remorse.
Uplifts the spade with feeble force.
And, breathless with the hellish toil.
Deep-groaning breaks the guilty soil.
Turns out the earth, and digs a grave,
In which the boy (as o'er the wave
A lusty swimmer lifts his head)
Chin-ckep sinks downward tQ the dead.
O'er dainties cl^an^'d twice, thrice a-day.
Slowly to gaze his life <|way ;
That th^ foul hags an amorous dose
Of his p^r^h'd marrqw m^y compose^
His marrow, and bis liver dried.
The seat, where waiiton thoughts reside.
When, fix'd upon his food in vain.
His eye- balls pin'd away by pain.
Naples, for idleness renown'd.
And all the villages around,
Believe that Fo^ia shar'4 their rites.
She w|io in monstrous lusts delights.
Whose vpic^ tl^e stars from Heaven can tear.
And chsirm bright Luoa from her sphere.
Here, with blacl^ toeth and livid jaws.
Her unp^r'd thumbs Canidia gnaws,
And into hideous accents broke ;
In sounds, how direful ! thus she spoke :
** Ye powers of darkness and of Htll,
|*ropitiou9 to the magic sj)cil.



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Who rule io silence o'er the night,

Wliile we perform the mystic rite.

Be present nqw, your hQrroyrs 8he4,

Jn hallowed vengeance, on h\s head.

Beneatli the fstfitVa gloomy shade ■

Whi! • • • •

Qiire

Sybj

Eipo

Inesj

Whaj

And.

Wbei

Deep

Herf

In da

Yete

Andc

And]

He si

Or wj

Bysc

" ] ptpTC,

Vor 8 ref .

Thyi -

With

Soonc
And<
Than
Asm.

The boy, with leniisnt words, nomo^e
Kow strives their pity to implore ;
IVith rage yet doubtful what to speak,
Forth f|pom his lips the»s curses break : —
** Your spells ipay right and wf ong remove,
But ne'er shall change the wrath of Jove ;
For, while I curse the direful deed,
In Tain sh^ all your victims bl^ej.
Soon PS this tortur*!! body dies,
A ipidnight IHiry will 1 rise :
Then shall my ghost, though fbrm'd of fijr,
Your cheeks with crooked talons tear,
Unoeasiog on your entrails prey,
Apd fright the thoughts of sleep away :
iSuch horrours sfiall the guilty know,
Such is the pQwer of gods below.

" Ye filthy hags, with showers of stonies
The vengeful crowd shall crush your bones ^
Then bedsts of prey, and birds of air.
Shall your unburied member^ tear,
And, while they weep their favourite boy,
^y pafents ^all the vengeful sight enjoy."



ODE VI.

TO CAS81US SEVEgV$.

You dog, that fcarful to provoke
. The wolf, attack offenceles? folk I
Turn hither, if you dare, yonrspi^.
And bark at me, prepared tp bite.
For like a hqund, or mastiff keen,
That guards the shepherd's flocky green,
Through the deep snows I boldly chase,
With ears crpct, the savage race ;
But you, when with your hideous yelling
Vou (»11 the ^rove, at crusts are smeUifi^.



Fierce as Anh^&dkm I gi«v|
like BtfppoiAz a daadly ibe.
If any moogrel shall assail
My chairacter witlrtoottwaiid nail t
What ! like a truant boy, shaH I
Do noi|iitig-tn ravmge - bQt cry ^



ODE VII.
TO TM noMAii norti.

Whithip, ob! whither, impious, do ye ran)
Why is the sword uosheatb*d; the war begua?
Has then to^ little of the Latian blOod
Been pour'd on tnurtb, pf iai«t with Veptiini^

flood?
Not that the Romans wi\h. ayenging flame
Might bum the rival of the Romap name,
Or Britons, yet u^bTPken to our war.
In chains shonld follow oor triumphal car,
But that the Paftblan dioold his voifs enjoy,
And Rqnn, with iai|uoMfi band, heradf dcsbrof^

The raf e of wolves and lioos if con$D*d|
They never prey but on a ^ifbreot kind.
Answer,. " From madness rite those borroan^iiai
poes angry lii^ie, or guilt, yoar soals inspire >"
Silent they stand ; with stiwid wvnder gaze,
While the pale cheek their inward guilt bet^
'Tis BO— the Fates have craelly decreed,
That Rome for ancisnt fiatrioMe must bleed :
The brother's blood, which ataio'd our risinf «sll|,
Onbiidfi|fcaf^lits, loud, lor TtngaapoectiU.



PDEDL



Tp MJiCSVAir

Wiimr ■hall w^ miaff your old Q^onbiaa viaf»
Bcaerv'd for pioos feasts and joya divine ?
Csesar with com^ue^' cornea, and gmoKMS Jon^
Whoaava^tooQoiieatf Aall our joys appfi
Then bid the bffata of bai^ony ioapiia
The Dnrio flu^, and wahe ^ f^ryi^u\fni
As late, when tha Naptnnaa yoath, who ipaiii^
A mortal birth, beheld his n^vy bum'd.
And fled afirjffhted thvougl^ his Esther's waves
Wjth his perfidioof host ; bis boat of slaves.
Freed from those chainawitliw)iich his ragedea^'di
Impious ! the free-born sons of Rqme to bind. -

The Roman troops (0|k » be tli« tate dmisA
By future times) e|ftslav*d to woman^pride^
And to a witber*d ammeb's will aavore
Basely snbdo*d, the toils of war ct^W bear*
■ Amidst thp Roman aa^ea 8ol snrteyM,
O shame ! th' Egyptian ofitiopy displayM;
When twice a thousand Gapis alood prockto,
Indignant at the sight, great OB^ar^aamt,
And a brave fleet, by jnst feaentmait led,
Turn'd th^Hr broad pwn, ami to onr haveai flti

C'pm«, god Iff trittuphi^ bring tha goMea cir.
The bntam*d heifen,.amltheipoibof war;
For be, whose virtue laif d Ws ttwliil Comb
O'er ruin'd Carthage, naPar vecuni'd to Bone
So great and glorious, naroooH Libra's Md
To thee, O Triumph, tuoh a leader yiaM.

Pur$aM by lami asKl sea, at fan^uMi^ i^
Hath chang'd his pmple Ibr Iba gat^ of woe:
With winds, nomarahlioira;«itliahslMr^dee^
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fto t«MpcfMM«ton li^ tpefidt bis way,
Or drives a Tagraot thfMgh W iineertam tea.

Boy, briag ut larger bowls, and fill thf m found
With Chiao, or the Letbiao Tintage crowned.
Or rich Cecubian, which may beal restrain
All rickeoinf qualms, and fortify the brain.
Th' in^iring juice shall the gay banmiet warm,
Ifor Qiflfi danger shall our (eais atamw



ODEX,
TO MJirWs.



Wbiv filthy M^vitts lioi^ts the spi«ading sail.

Each luckless omcp shall prevail.
Ve southern winds, invert the foam^ tides.

And bang his labouring vtesePs ^ides ;
Let Eurus rouse the main with blackening roar.

Crack every cable, every oar ;
Let the north wind rise dreadful o*er the floods,

As when it breaks the mountain*woods,
Kor let one friendly star shine o'er the night.

When sets Orion's gloomy light.
Mayst thou no kinder winds, O Mevius, meet.

Than the victoridai OrecJaA fleet,
When Pallas tum'd her rage from ruin*d Troy,

The impious Ajat to destroy.
With streams of sweat the toiling sailor f Wift, '

Thy fiioe a muddy paleness shows ;
Nor shall thy vile, upmanly wailings BM>ve

The pity of aveoging Jove.
While watery winds the bellowing ocetn shake,

I see thy luckless vessel break :
Put if thy carcase reach tha winding shore,

And birds the pamperM prey devour,
4 Yamb and lustful goat shall thank the Itonn,

And I thp sacrifice perform.



ODE xr.



TO PETTIWI.



Sufcs cruel lovt , O Pettios, pierc'd my heart.
How have I lost my once-lovM lyric prl !
Thrice have tiie woods their leafy honour moum'd,
Since for Inachia*s beautjes Horace bumM.
How was I then (for 1 confess my sh^me)
Of every idle ule the laughing theme ?
Oh ! that 1 ne'er had known the jovial feast.
Where the deep sigh, that rends the labouring

breast,
"Where hmgnor, and a gentle silence shows.
To every curious eye, the lover's woes.

Pettius, how often o*er the Rowing bowl,
When the gay liquor warm'd my opening soul.
When Bacchus, jovial god, no more restfain^d
The modest secret, how have I complain'd,
That wealthy blockheads, in a female's eyes,
Prom a poor poet's genius bear the prize !
But if a generous rage my breast should warm,
I swore — nu vain amusements e'er shall charm
My aching wounds. Ye vagrant winds, receive
The sighs, that sooth the pains they should relieve;
Here shall my shame of being conquer'd end,
Kor with such rivals will I more contend.

When thus, with solemn air, 1 vaunting said,
Jnspir'd by thy advice I homeward sped :
But ah ! my feet in wonted wanderings stray,
.^114 (Q no fr|endty doers my steps betray 5



There I foiig«fe my tows, fMffit my piM«,
And at bar thfeshold lay oiy tortur'd iUa.



ODE XIII.

TO A PailVBb

Sbb what horrid tempesU rise,
And contract the clouded skies;
Snows and showers fill the air.
And bring down the atmosphere.
Hark! what tempests sweep the floods I
How they shake the rattling woods !

Let us, while it's in our power.
Let us sei£e the fieetinj hour ;^
While our cheeks are <mh aiid gay.
Let ns drive old age away ;
Let us smooth its gathered browi^
Youth its hour of mirth allows.

Bring OS down the mellow*d wine.
Rich with years,^ that equal mine ;
Prithee, talk no more of sorrow.
To the gods belongs to morrow.
And, peihapt, irith gracious poWer
They ma^ change the gloomy hour.
Let the richest essence shed
Eastern odours on your head.
While the soft Cylfenlan lyre
Shall your labouring breast insplrs.

To his pupil, brave and young.
Thus the noble Centaur sung :
*' Matchless mortal I though 'tis thine.
Proud to boast ! a birth divine,
Yet the banks, with cooling waves
Which the snMwth Scamander lates ;
And where Simois with pride
Rougher rolls his rapid tide,
Destin'd by unerring Fate,
Shall the sea-born hero wait.
There the Sisters, feted boy.
Shall thy thread of life destroy.
Nor shall azure Thetis more
Waft tliee to thy natal shore ;
Then let joy and mirth be thine.
Mirthful songs, and joyous wine.
And with converse blithe and gay
Drive all gloomy cares away."



ODE XV.



TO NE«IIA.

Cleas was the night, the face of Heaven serene.
Bright shone the Moon amidst her starry train.
When round my neck as curls the tt-ndril-vine— •
(Loose are its curlings, if compar'd to thine) ;
'Twas then, insulting every heavenly power.
That, as 1 dictated, you lK>ldly swore :
While the gaunt wolf pursues the trembling sfac^ ;
While fierce Orion harrows up the deep ;
White Phoebus' locks float wanton in the wind.
Thus shall Ne»ra prove, thus ever kind.

But, if with aught of man was Horace born.
Severely shalt thou feel his honest scorn ;
Nor will he tamely bear the bold delight.
With which his rival riots out the night.
But in his anger seek some kinder dame.
Warm with the raptures of a mutual flame;
Nor shall thy rage, thy grief, or angry cbaLmis
Recall tl^e loyer to thy faithless an&i.



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And thop, whoe'inr thou art, wtio joy to sbine,
Proud an t|)oo aft, in spoils which once Ivere mine,
Tboagb wide ihy land extends, and large thy fold^
Tboagb rivers roll for thee their purest gold.
Though Nature's wisdom in her works were thine.
And beauties of the human face divine.
Yet soon thy pride her wandering love shall moorp.
While I «l}al| i^ugh, e](i||ting in my twrn.



ODEXVL



TO TBI VOMAMS.



Ik endlesi civil war ^' imperial state
By her own strength precipitates her fate.
What neighbouring lotions, fiercely le^gu'd in

arms,
Whft Porsena, with maolent alarms
Thie^teniug h^r tyrant mouarch tq restore ;
Wb^t Spartacus, and Capua's rival power ;
Whfit Gaul, tumultuojDS and devojd of truth.
And 6erce Germania, with her blue-eyed youth ;
What Hannibal, on whose accurspd head
Our sires thei^ deepest imprecations shed, .
In vain attempted to her awful state,
Shall we, a blood-devoted race complete?
Again shall savage beasts these hil|s possess?
And tpU barbarians, wanton with success.
Scatter our city's flaming ruins wide,
Or through her streeU in vengeful triumph ride.
And her great founder's hallow'd ashes spurn.
That sleep unii^ur'd in their sacred urn ?

Bnt some, perhaps, to shun the rising shame
(Which Heavep approve) would try some happier

scheme.
As the Phocsans oft for freedom bled.
At length, with imprecated curses, fl^.
And left to boars and wolves the sacked fane.
With all their household gods, ador'd in vain ;
So let us fly, as iar as earth extends.
Or where the vagrant wind our voyage bends.

Shall this, or shall some better scheme prevail ?
Why do we stop to hoist the willing sail ?
But let us swear, when floating rocks shall gain,
Rais'd from the d^ep, the surface of the main ;
When lowly Po the mountain sufnmit laves.
And Apennine shall plunge beneath the waves ;
When Nature's monsters meet in strange delight.
And the fell tigress shall with stags unite ;
M'hen the flerce kite shall woo the willin.q: dove.
And win the wanton with adulterous love ;
When herds on brindled lions f* arless gaze.
And the smooth goat exults in briny seas :
Then, and then only, to the tempting gale
To spread repentant the returning sail.

Yet to cut off our hopes, those hopes that charm
Our fondness home, let us with curses arm
These high resolves. Thus let the brave and wise,
Whose souls above th' indocile vulgar rise;
Then let the crowd, who dare not hope success.
Inglorious, these ill-omen'd seats possess.

But ye, whom virtue warms, indulge no more
These female plaints, but quit this fated shore;
For earth-surrounding sea our flight awaits,
Ofleriog its blissful isles, and happy seats,
Where annual Ceres crowns th' uncuUor'd field,
And vines unprunM their blushing clusters yield;
Where olives, faithful to tlieir season, grow,
And figs with Nature's deepest purple glow ;



I From hollow oaks where botti^d i
And bottcds with noisy foot the pebbled rill;
Where goats nnUught forsake the flowery vale,
And bring tbeir swelling udders to the pail ;
Nor evening-beais the sheep-fold growl arwad,
Nor mining vipers heave the tainted groaod ;
Nof watry Eurus deluges the plain.
Nor heafa excessive bum the spriogiof grsia.

Not Argo thither turn'd her armed bod ;
Medea ' ...

No me
For gu
Nor wi

Viciou i^

O'er tl
Norsn

Pun
But so
Toinw
Jove ft
Towhi
And hi



ODB XVIL

T* PANIDLA.



CANmu, to thy matchleaa art,
Vanquish'd I yield a suppliant heart;
But oh ! by Hell's extended plains.
Where Pluto's gloomy conacMrt reigns ;
By bright Diana's vengeful rage.
Which prayers nor hecatombs assuage ;
And by the books, of power to call
The charmed stars, and bid them foil.
No more pronounce the sacred scroll.
But back the magic circle roll.

Even stem Achilles could forgive
The M3rsian king, and bid him live.
Though proud he ^pg'd the ranks of fight^
And huri'd the gj^ar with daring might.
Thus, when the murderous Hector lay
Condemq*d to d<>g<, and birda of prej^j.
Yet «hen his royal father kneel'd,
T\^^ fierce Achilles knew to yield ;
And Troy's unhappy matrons paid
Their sorrows to their (Sector's shade.

Ulysses' friends, in labours tried,
So Circe will'd, threw off their hide,
Assum'd the bumaq fpnn divine.
And dropp'd the voice an^ senae of iwine*

O thou, whom tar^ and o\efchant^ (ovCi^
Too deep thy vengcfnl r^e I prove.
Reduced, ala<; ! to skin and bp^.
My vigour fled, my colpur^one.
Thy fragrant odovirs pn my head
More than tb^ snows of age have shed.
Da^-s press on nights, ?nd nights on 4>J<»
Yet never brins^ an hour of ease.
While, gasping in the pangs of death,
I stretch my lungs in vain for breath.

Thy charms have power ('tis upw conft^t)
To split the head, and tear the breast.
What would you more, all-charming dame ?.
O seas, ami earth ! this scorching flame !
Wot such the fire Alcides bore.
When the bla«'k-venom'd shirt he wore j
Xor such the flames, that to the ^kies
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nd yisfc, thoa shop of poisons dird^
'^<Mi glow with unrelenting fine,
1il, by the rapid heat caJc;Q*d.
ragraot I drive before the wincL

How lont— ? Wljat ywaom shall I j>#y ?
ipeak — I the rtern i^mmfiod dbey,
'o expiate the guiltjr (^eed,
\^y, shall a hundred buIloc|LS bleed ?
5r shall I to the lying string
Thy fame and spotless virtue sing ?
Peach thee, i» golden star, to rise,
Ind deathless walk the spangled skies ?

When Helen's virtue was defam'd,
ier brothers, though with rage inflam'd,
f et to the bard his eyes restored,
SVhen suppliant he their grace implor'd.

Oil ! cakn this madness of my brain,
fqr you can heal this raging pain,
ifou never knew the birth of shame.
Sot by thy hand, all-skilful dame.
The poor man's ashes are uptum'd,
Though they be thrjce three days inum'd.
rhy bosom's bounteous and humane,
Thy hand from blood and murder clean ;
And with a: blooming race of boys
Lucina ct^^n^ thy mother-joys.



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THE 8RCULAR POEM.



GANIDU'S ANSWER.
Pll bear no more. Thy prayers are vain.
Not rocks, amid the wint'ry main,
1^8 heed- the shipwreck'd sailor's cries.
When Neptune bids the tempest rise.
Shall you Cotyttia's fe^t deride,
Yet saiely trifimph in thy pride ?
Or, impious, to the glare of day
The sacred joys of love betray ?
Or fill tbe city with my name.
And pontiff-like our rites defame ?
Did I wi^li wealth in vain enrich
Of potent spells each charming witch>
Or mix the speedy drugs in yain ?
No — through a lingpring length of pain
RelncUiit Shalt thou drag thy days,
While every hour new pangs shall raise.

Gazing on the delusive feast,
Which charms his eye, yet flies his taste,
Perfidious TanUl us implores.
For rest, for rest, the vengeful powers j
Prometheus, while the vulture preys
Upon his liver, longs for ease ;
And bisyphus with mauy a groan,
TprolU, with ceaseless toil, his stone.
To fix it on the topmost hill —
In vain— for Jove's all-ruling will
Forbids. When thus in black despair
Down from some castle, high in air.
You seek a headlong fate below.
Or try tjie dagger's pointed blow.
Or if the Uft-ear'd knot you tie,
Yet death your vain attempts shall fly;
Then on your shoulders will I ride,
And earth shall shake beneath my pride.

Could I with life an image warm,
(Impertinent, you saw the charm)
Or tear down Luna from her skies.
Or bid the dead, though bum'd, arise,
Or mix the drought inspiring love.
And shall vy art on thee successless prore ?



TBI POBT TO TB< PBOPLB.

STANnoflr, ye vulgar, norprofooe,

With bold, unhallow'd sounds, thJB fisttal sceoei

In hyoras inspir'd by troth divine,

I, priestofthe melodious Nine,
To youths and virgins sing the mystic strain.

TO THE CjlORUB OP YOUTHS AMD ▼IKGIMt,

Phcebus taught mfi ho^ to nog.
How to tuna ^he vocal stfjng ;
Phoebus made me knqwn tP Fanie»
Honour'd with a poet's name.

Noble youths, ai^i virgins fair^'
Chaste Diana's gi^^i^n care,
(Goddess, whose unerring dart
Stops the lynx, or flying hart)
Mark the Lesbian measure well,
Where they ftill, and where they swell ;
And in varied cadence sing.
As I strike the changing string.
To the god, who gilds the skies.
Let the solemn numbers rise ;
Solemn sing the queen of nfght.
And her crescent's bending light,'
Which adown the firuitful year
Rolls the months in prone career*

Soon, upon her bridal day,
Thus the joyful maid shall say:
" When the great revolving year
Bade the festal oiom appear.
High the vocal hymn I rais'd.
And the listening gods were pleas'd:
All the vocal hymn divine,
Horace, tuneful bard, was thine."



FIRST CONCERT.

HYMN TO APOLLO.
pHORUS OF YOUTHS AND VIRGINS,

T1TYO8, with impious lust inspir'd.
By chaste Latona's beauties fir'd.

Thy wraih, O Phcebus, tried ;
And Niobe, of tongue profane,
D^plor'd her numerous oftpring slain.

Sad victims of their mother's pride*
Achilles too, the son of Fame,
Though sprung from Thetis, sea-bom dame.

And first of men in fight,
TTiough warring with tremendous speftr
He shook the Trojan towers with fear.

Yet bowM to thy superior might;
The cypress, when by storms impell'd.
Or pine, by biting axes feli'd.

Low bends the towering head :
So falling on tli' ensanguin'd plain.
By your unerring arrow slain,

His mighty bulk the hero spread.
He had not Priam's heedless court,
Dissolv'd in wine, and festal sport.

With midnight art surpris'd ;
But bravely bold, of open force.
Had proudly scom'd Minerva's horse.

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Then amM^ alat ! wifh bommn dire^
Wide-wastia^ wHIi re«iftl6B8 ire.

Into t|ie ^Di^ h|id thrown
Ini^nts, upof) whpie fjUteriog tongne
Their wordt in formless accents hong,

InimqM p liff^^ <wm) Ulf piiknown:

ftnt charmed by beau^jr's que^ and tbef ,
T|ie sire of godi, with just decr^

Assenting, shook the skiei;
That Troy should change tb' imperial seat,
And, guided by a better fate,

Oloriow in dii»taiit realms sbonld n^

Ch 1 may the god, who could inspire
With living sounds tlie Ofatnan Ijrt |

In Xanthus' |ueid iftream
Who joys to bathe his flowing hiiir,
^qm make the Latiafi Muse bis care,

4wl powefrfhl g»|td her rising &pie !



8E00KD CONCtRT.

coitus or YOUTBI.

I Yb Tiifim, sing Diana's p rai s e .

CBoaui or rijiotKi.
Ve boys, let youthfiil f bicibns crown your Uys.

THE TWO CII0I18.

Together let us raise the voice
To her, bclov'd by Jove supreme;
Let feir Latou«^ be the tlieme.

Our tuneful theme, bii beauteous choice.

CHORUS or TOVTRS.

Ye virgins, sing Diana's fame,
Wba bathes defighted in the limpid strain ]^
Dark Erymanthus' awful groves,
The woods that Algidus o'erspread^
Or wave on Cragus' verdant head,
Joyous th' iaunortal huntress loves.

caoavs or vi|GiKf.

Ye boys, with eaual honour f ing
Pair Tempe c1oth»d with ever-hlpoming spring;

Then bail the Ddian birth divine,
Whose shoulders, beaming heavenly fire,
GracM with his brother's warbling lyre.

And with the gddea quiver shine.

CHOIUS or TOVTBS AVP V^IGIVS.

MovM by the solemn voice of prayer.