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The GENIUS. An ODE, written in 1717, on occasion of the

Duke of MARLBOROUGH's Apoplexy.

A WEFUL hero, Marlb'rough, rise :
A Sleepy charms I come to break :
Higher turn thy languid eyes :
Lo! thy Genius calls: awake !

II.
Well survey this faithful plan,

Which records thy life's great story;
'Tis a short, but crowded span,
Full of triumphs, full of glory.

III.
One by one thy deeds review,

Sieges, battles, thick appear;
Former wonders, loft in new,
Greatly fill each pompous year.

IV.
This is Blenheim's crimson field,

Wer with gore, with laughter stain’d!
Here retiring squadrons yield,
And a bloodless wreath is gain'd!

V. Ponder

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V. Ponder in thy godlike mind

All the wonders thou hast wrought; Tyrants, from their pride declind,

Be the subject of thy thought!

VI.

Reft thee here, while life may laft:

Th’ utmost bliss, to man allow'd, Is to trace his actions paft,

And to own them great and good.

VII.

But 'tis gone a mortal born!

Swift the fading scenes remove
Let them pass with noble fcorn,
Thine are worlds, which roll above.

VIII.
Poets, prophets, heroes, kings,

Pleas'd, thy ripe approach foresee ;
Men, who acted wondrous things, i
Though they yield in fame to thee.

IX. Foremost, in the patriot-band,

Shining with distinguish'd day! See thy friend, Godolphin stand ! See! he beckons thee away,

X. Yonder

X.
Yonder seats and fields of light

Let thy ravish'd thought explore ;
Wishing, panting for thy flight!

Half an angel; man no more.

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TRANSLATIONS from HOR AC E. By Mr. Marriott, of Trinity-Hall, Cambridge.

Book I. Ode XVII.
Invitation to his Mistress. .

O FT Faunus leaves Arcadia's plain,

And to the Sabine hill retreats :
He guards my flocks from rushing rain,

From piercing winds, and scorching heats.

Where lurks the thyme, or shrubs appear,

My wanton kids securely play ;
My goats no pois’nous serpent fear,

Safe wand'ring through the woo.lland way.

No hostile wolf the fold invades;

Ustica's pendent rocks rebound My songs and all the fylvan shades,

By Echo taught, return the sound.

The gods my verse propitious hear,

My head from every danger Thield : For you, o'erfows the bounteous year,

And Plenty's horn hath heap'd my field.

Responsive to the Teian string,

Within the sun-defended vale, Here, softly warbling you shall fing

Each tender, tuneful, am'rous tale.

No rival, here, shall burst the bands

That wreathe my charmer's beauteous hair, Nor seize her weakly struggling hands;

But Love and Horace guard the fair.

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) Book II. Ode VI. Imitated. * D EVIL, that with your friend would roam,

D Far from your England's happier home,
Should e’er the Fates that friend detain
In gayer France, or graver Spain ;

Know, all my wilh is to retreat,
When age shall quench my youthful heat,
In Kentish shades sweet peace to find,
And leave the sons of care behind.

But should this pleasing hope be vain,
May I fair Windsor's seat attain,
Where Leddon's gentle waters glide,
And flocks adorn its flowery side.

Sweet groves, I love your filent shades,
Your ruffet lawns, and op’ning glades.
With fam'd Italia's plains may vie w i
Your fertile fields, and healthful sky.

Here, let our eve of life be spent ;
Here, friend shall live with friend content:
Here, in cold earth my limbs be laid ;
And here thy generous tear be paid.
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