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Chorus I.

Al hail, all hail,
Majestic Granta! hail thy aweful name
Dear to the Muse, to Liberty, to Fame.

Recitative. You too, illustrious Train, she greets

Who first in these inspiring seats
Caught the bright beams of that ætherial fire,
Which now sublimely prompts you to aspire
To deeds of noblest note : whether to shield
Your country's liberties, your country's laws;

Or in Religion's hallow'd cause
To hurl the thafts of reason and to weild
Those heav'nly-temper'd arms, whose rapid force

Arrests base Falshocd in her impious course,
And drives rebellious Vice indignant from the field.

Air IV. And now she tunes her plaufive song

To you her fage domestic throng;
Who here, at Learning's richest shrine,
Dispense to each ingenuous youth
The treasures of immortal Truth,

And open Wisdom's golden mine.
Recitative. Each youth inspir'd by your persuasive art,

Clasps the dear form of virtue to his heart;
And feels in his transported soul

Enthusiastic raptures roll,

Gen'rous as those the fons of Cecrops caught
In hoar Lyceum's shades from Plato's fire-clad thought.


Lir v. O Granta ! on thy happy plain

Still may these Attic glories reign :
Still mayst thou keep thy wonted state,

In unaffected grandeur great;
Recitative. Great as this illustrious hour,

When He, whom George'swell-weigh'd choice

And Albion's gen’ral voice
Have lifted to the fairelt heights of power,

When He appears, and deigns to shine

The leader of thy learned line;
And bids the verdure of thy olive bough

'Mid all his civic chaplets twine,
And add fresh glories to his honour'd brow.

Air VI. Haste then, and amply o'er his head

The graceful foliage spread;
Mean while the Muse shall snatch the trump of Fame,

And lift her swelling accents high,

To tell the world that Pelham's name
Is dear to Learning as to Liberty:

Full Chorus. The Muse shall snatch the trump of Fame,

And lift her swelling accents high,

To tell the world that Pelham's name
Is dear to Learning as to Liberty.




ODE to an ÆOL U S's * Harp.
Sent to Miss SHEPHEARD.

By the Same.
ES, magic lyre ! now all compleat

Thy flender frame responsive rings,
While kindred notes with undulation sweet
Accordant wake from all thy vocal ftrings.

Go then to her, whose soft request,

my bleft hands'thy form prepare ;
Ah go, and sweetly footh her tender brealt
With many a warble wild, and artless air.

For know, full oft, while o'er the mead

Bright Jupe extends her fragrant reign,
The Fair shall place thee near her flumb’ring head
To court the gales that cool the sultry plain;

Then shall the Sylphs, and Sylphids bright,

Mild Genii all, to whose high care
Her virgin charms are giv'n, in circling flight
Skim sportive round thee in the fields of air..

Some, flatt'ring 'mid thy trembling ftrings,

Shall catch the rich melodious spoil,
And lightly brush thee with their purple wings
To aid the Zephyrs in their tuneful toil;

This inftrument appears to have been invented by KIRCHER : who has given a very accurate difeription of it in his MUSURGIA. After having been neglected above an hundred years, it was again accidentally discovered by Mr. OSWALD. Sie Vol. III. p. 4. of this Miscellany.

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While others check each ruder galo,

Expell rough Boreas from the sky,
Nor let a breeze its heaving breath exhale,
Save such as foftly pant, and panting die.

Then, as thy fwelling accents rise,

Fair Fancy waking at the sound,
Shall paint bright visions on her raptur'd eyes,
And waft her fpirits to enchanted ground,

To myrtle groves, Elysian greens,

'Mid which some fav’rite youth shall rove, Shall meet, shall lead her thro' the glitt'ring scenes, And all be music, extacy, and love.

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Non eft vivere, fed valere, vita. MARTIAL.

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By Mr. DUNCOMBE, Fellow of Corpus Christi College,


EALTH! to thee thy vot'ry owes

All the blessings life bestows,
All the sweets the summer yields,
Melodious woods, and clover'd fields;
By thee he tastes the calm delights

Of Itudious days and peaceful nights:
By thee his eye each scene with


views; The Muse thall fing thy gifts, for they inspire the Muse.

II. Does

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Does increase of wealth impart
Transports to a bounteous heart ?

Does the fire with smiles survey
His prattling children round him play!.
Does love with mutual blushes streak

The swain's and virgin's artless cheek?
From Health these blushes, smiles and transports flow;
Wealth, children, love itself, to HEALTH their relish owe.

Nymph! with thee, at early Morn,
Let me brush the waving corn;

And, at Noon-tide's sultry hour,
O bear me to the wood-bine bow'r !
When Evening lights her glow-worm, lead

To yonder dew-enameld mead;
And let me range at Night those glimm'ring groves,
Where Stillness ever sleeps, and Contemplation roves.



This my tributary lay,
Grateful at thy shrine I pay,

Who for sev’n whole years haft shed
Thy balmy blessings o'er my head ;
O! let me still enamour'd view

Those fragrant lips of rosy hue,
Nor think there needs th' allay of sharp disease,
To quicken thy repast, and give it pow'r to please.

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