Some weightier arms than crooks and staff pro pare Yet these green hills in summer's sultry heat, Circassia's ruin, and the waste of war: ECANDER. In vain Circassia boasts her spicy groves, For ever famed for pure and happy loves: To shield your harvest, and defend your fair; He said; when loud along the vale was heard A shriller shriek; and nearer fires appeared; The affrighted shepherds, through the dews of night, Wide o'er the moonlight hills renewed their flight ODE TO PITY. O THOU, the friend of man assigned, And charm his frantic wo: By Pella's bard, a magic name, But wherefore need I wander wide Deserted stream, and mute? /Euripides, of whom Aristotle pronounces, on a compariBon of him with Sophocles, that he was the greater acter of The tender passions, av tgayixætigos. ↑ The river Arun runs by the village in Sussex, where Orway had his birth. There first the wren in myrtles shed To him thy cell was shown; In all who view the shrine. There Picture's toils shall well relate, O'er mortal bliss prevail; With each disastrous tale. Allowed with thee to dwell: To hear a British shell ODE TO FEAR. THOU to whom the world unknown, With all its shadowy shapes, is shown; Who see'st, appalled, the unreal scene, While Fancy lifts the veil between: Ah Fear! ah frantic Fear! I see, I see thee near. I know thy hurried step; thy haggard eye! EPODE. In earliest Greece, to thee, with partial choice, The grief-full Muse, addrest her infant tongue; The maids and matrons on her awful voice, Silent and pale in wild amazement hung. Yet he, the bardt who first invoked thy name, Disdained in Marathon its power to feel: For not alone he nursed the poet's flame, But reached from Virtue's hand the patriot's steel. But who is he whom later garlands grace; Who left a while o'er Hybla's dews to rove, With trembling eyes thy dreary steps to trace, Where thou and furies shared the baleful grove! Wrapt in thy cloudy veil, the incestuous queent Sighed the sad calls her son and husband heard, When once alone it broke the silent scene, And he the wretch of Thebes no more appeared. Alluding to the Kuvas aquæres of Sophocles. See the Electra. ↑ Eschylus. Jocasta. § ουδ ετ' ορώρει βοη Εν πεν Σιωπη: φθεγμα δ' εξαίφνης τινος Βουξεν αυτόν, ώστε παντας όσθιας Στησαι φόβω δείσαντας εξαίφνης Τρίχας. O Fear, I know thee by my throbbing heart: Though gentle Pity claim her mingled part, ANTISTROPHE. THOU who such weary lengths hast past, 'Gainst which the big waves beat, Hear drowning seamen's cries, in tempests brought? Dark power, with shuddering meek submitted thought. Be mine to read the visions old O thou whose spirit most possest The anda, or nightingale, for which Sophocles serma See the Edip. Colon, of Sophocles. have entertained a peculiar fondness. By old Cephisus deep, Who spread his wavy sweep, In warbled wanderings, round thy green retreat; No equal haunt allured thy future feet. O sister meek of Truth, While Rome could none esteem You loved her hills, and led her laureat band: To one distinguished throne; No more, in hall or bower, Shall gain thy feet to bless the servile scene. Though taste, though genius, bless Some chaste and angel friend to virgin-fame, It left unblessed her loathed dishonoured side, Her baffled hand with vain endeavour, Young Fancy thus, to me divinest name, To whom, prepared and bathed in heaven, The band, as fairy legends say, And placed her on his sapphire throne, Faints the cold work, till thou inspire the whole; And she, from out the veiling cloud, What each, what all supply, May court, may charm, our eye; Thou, only thou canst raise the meeting soul! Of these let others ask, To aid some mighty task, I only seek to find thy temperate vale; ODE ON THE POETICAL As once,-if, not with light regard, Breathed her magic notes aloud: | Listening the deep applauding thunder; Him whose school above the rest -Lo! to each other nymph, in turn, applied, Florimel. See Spenser, Lag. 4th Where he who thinks, with rapture blind, High on some cliff, to heaven up-piled, I view that oak, the fancied glades among, Nigh sphered in heaven, its native strains could] Lear; I see recoil his sable steeds, On which that ancient trump he reached was hung: Thy tender melting eyes they own; Thither oft his glory greeting, From Waller's myrtle shades retreating, Of all the sons of soul, was known; Or curtained close such scenes from every future view. ODE, Written in the beginning of the year 1746. How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung; ODE TO MERCY. STROPHE. O THOU, who sit'st a smiling bride By valour's armed and awful side, Gentlest of sky-born forms, and best adored; Who oft with songs, divine to hear, Win'st from his fatal grasp the spear, And hid'st in wreaths of flowers his bloodless sword! Thou who, amidst the deathful field, Oft with thy bosom bare art found, Pleading for him the youth who sinks to ground: See, Mercy, see with pure and loaded hands, Before thy shrine my country's genius stands, And decks thy altar still, though pierced with many a wound! ANTISTROPHE, When he whom e'en our joys provoke, The fiend of nature joined his yoke, And rushed in wrath to make our isle his prey: Thy form, from out thy sweet abode, O'ertook him on his blasted road, And stopped his wheels, and looked his rage away. O maid, for all thy love to Britain shown, To thee we build a roseate bower, Thou, thou shalt rule our queen, and share our monarch's throne. ODE TO LIBERTY. STROPHE. WHO shall awake the Spartan fife, And call in solemn sounds to life, The youths, whose locks divinely spreading, Like vernal hyacinths in sullen hue, At once the breath of fear and virtue shedding, Applauding freedom loved of old to view? What new Alcæus,* fancy-blest, Shall sing the sword, in myrtles drest, At wisdom's shrine awhile its flame conceal ing, (What place so fit to seal a deed renowned? Till she her brightest lightnings round revealing, It leaped in glory forth, and dealt her prompted wound! O goddess, in that feeling hour, Let not my shell's misguided powert When Time his northern sons of spoil awoke, And many a barb'rous yell, to thousand fragments broke. EPODE. Yet, e'en where'er the least appeared, Some reinnants of her strength were found; Till they, whom Science loved to name, In jealous Pisa's olive shade! See small Marinot joins the theme, Ah no! more pleased thy haunts I seek, ANTISTROPHE. Beyond the measure vast of though, The family of the Medici. ↑ The little republic of San Marino. The Venetians. $'The Doge of Venice. I Genoa. 1 Switzerland. This pillared earth, so firm and wide, In thunders dread was pushed aside, And down the shouldering billows borne Mona,† once hid from those who search the main, And Wight who checks the west'ring tide, For thee consenting Heaven has each bestowed, A fair attendant on her sovereign pride: To thee this blest divorce she owed, For thou hast made her vales thy loved, thy last abode? SECOND EPODE. Then too, 'tis said, an hoary pile *This tradition is mentioned by several of our old historians. Some naturalists too have endeavoured to support the probebility of the fact by arguments drawn from the correspondent disposition of the two opposite coasts. I do not remember that any poetical use has hitherto been made of it. †There is a tradition in the Isle of Man, that a mermaid becoming enamoured of a young man of extraordinary beau ty, took an opportunity of meeting him one day as he walked "The Dutch, amongst whom there are very severe penal-on the shore, and opened her passion to him, but was received les for those who are convicted of killing this bird. They are with a coldness, occasioned by his horror and surprise at her kept same in almost all their towns, and particularly at the appearance. This, however, was so misconstrued by the sam flagne, of the arms of which they make a part. The common lady, that in revenge for his treatment of her, she punished the people of Holland are said to entertain. a superstitious sontiment, that if the whole species of them should become extinct, they should lose their liberties. **Queen Flizabeth whole island, by covering it with a mist; so that all who at tempted to carry on any commerce with it, either never ar rived at it, but wandered up and down the sea, or were an a sudden wrecked upon its cliffs. |