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GAIN? new Tumults in my breast ?
Ah spare me, Venus! let me, let me reft!
I am not now, alas! the man

As in the gentle Reign of my Queen Anne.
Ah found no more thy foft alarms,

Nor circle fober fifty with thy Charms!

Mother too fierce of dear Defires!

Turn, turn to willing hearts your wanton fires.

To Number five direct your Doves,

There spread round Murray all your blooming Loves;

Ad VENEREM.

INTERMISSA, Venus, diu

Rurfus bella moves? parce precor, precor.

Non fum qualis eram bonae

Sub regno Cynarae. define, dulcium

Mater faeva Cupidinum,

Circa luftra decem flectere mollibus

Jam durum imperiis: abi

Quo blandae juvenum te revocant preces,

Tempeftivius in domum

Paulli, purpureis ales oloribus,

Noble

Noble and young, who strikes the heart
With every sprightly, every decent part;
Equal, the injur❜d to defend,

To charm the Mistress, or to fix the Friend.

He, with a hundred Arts refin'd,

Shall stretch thy conquests over half the kind: To him each Rival fhall fubmit,

Make but his Riches equal to his Wit. Then shall thy Form the Marble grace,

(Thy Grecian Form) and Chloe lend the Face: His House, embosom'd in the Grove,

Sacred to focial life and focial love,

Shall glitter o'er the pendent green,

Where Thames reflects the visionary scene: Thither, the filver-founding lyres

Shall call the smiling Loves, and young Defires;

Commiffabere Maximi;

Si torrere jecur quaeris idoneum.

Namque et nobilis, et decens,

Et pro folicitis non tacitus reis,

Et centum puer artium,

Late figna feret militiae tuae.

Et, quandoque potentior

Largis muneribus riferit aemuli,

Albanos prope te lacus

Ponet marmoream fub trabe citrea]

Illic plurima naribus

Duces thura; lyraque et Berecynthiae

There,

There, every Grace and Muse shall throng,
Exalt the dance, or animate the song;
There Youths and Nymphs, in confort gay,
Shall hail the rifing, close the parting day.
With me, alas! thofe joys are o'er ;

For me the vernal garlands bloom no more
Adieu! fond hope of mutual fire,

The ftill-believing, ftill renew'd defire; Adieu! the heart-expanding bowl,

And all the kind Deceivers of the foul;
But why? ah tell me, ah too dear!

Steals down my cheek th' involuntary Tear?
Why words fo flowing, thoughts fo free,
Stop, or turn nonsense, at one glance of thee?
Thee, drest in Fancy's airy beam,

Abfent I follow through th' extended Dream;

Now

Delectabere tibia

Mixtis carminibus, non fine fistula.

Illic bis pueri die

Numen cum teneris virginibus tuum Laudantes, pede candido

In morem Salium ter quatient humum.

Me nec femina, nec puer

Jam, nec fpes animi credula mutui,

Nec certare juvat mero

Nec vincire novis tempora floribus.

Sed eur, heu! Ligurine, cur

Manat rara meas lacryma per genas ?

Now, now I cease, I clasp thy charms,

And now you burst (ah cruel !) from my arms; And swiftly fhoot along the Mall,

Or foftly glide by the Canal,

Now shown by Cynthia's filver ray,

And now, on rolling waters snatch'd away.

Inter verba cadit lingua filentio ?

Nocturnis te ego fomniis

Jam captum teneo, jam volucrem fequor Te per gramina Martii

Campi, te per aquas, dure, volubiles.

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Part of the NINTH ODE

Of the FOURTH BOOK.

A FRAGMENT.

EST you

fhould think that verfe fhall die,

Which founds the Silver Thames along,

Taught on the wings of Truth to fly

Above the reach of vulgar fong; Though daring Milton fits fublime, In Spenser native Muses play; Nor yet fhall Waller yield to time,

Nor penfive Cowley's moral laySages and Chiefs long fince had birth Ere Cæfar was, or Newton nam'd;

Thefe,

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E forte credas interitura, quae Longe fonantem natus ad Aufidum Non ante vulgatas per artes

Verba loquor focianda chordis ;

Non, fi priores Maeonius tenet
Sedes Homerus, Pindaricae latent
Ceaeque, et Alcaci minaces

Stefichorique graves Camenae : Nec, fi quid olim lufit Anacreon, Delevit aetas: fpirat adhuc amor,

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