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We were the happiest pair of human kind:
And back return'd again;
And faw our happiness unchang'd remain:
Harmonious Concord did our wifes bind:
That all this pleasing fabric Love had rais'd
On which ev'n wanton Vice with envy gaz'd,
Yet, O my foul, thy rifing murmurs stay;
With impious grief complain.
That all thy full-blown joys at once should fade; Was his most righteous will-and be that will obey'd. XIX.
Would thy fond love his grace to her control,
Her pure exalted foul
Unjustly for thy partial good detain.?.
No-rather strive thy groveling mind to raise
Up to that unclouded blaze,
That heavenly radiance of eternal light,
Ev'n Love itself, if rifing by degrees
VER SE S,
MAKING PART OF
AN EPITAPH ON THE SAME LADY.
ADE to engage all hearts, and charm all eyes;
Polite, as all her life in courts had been ;
Her eloquence was sweeter than her song,
HORACE. BOOK IV. O DE IV. ›
Written at Oxford 1725 *.
"Qualem miniftrum fulminis alitem, &c."
S the wing'd minifter of thundering Jove,
To whom he gave his dreadful bolts to bear,
Faithful affiftant of his master's love,
King of the wandering nations of the air,
When balmy breezes fann'd the vernal sky,
*First printed with Mr. Weft's tranflation of Pindar. See the Preface to that gentleman's Poems.
In the rape of Ganymede, who was carried up to Jupiter by an eagle, according to the Poetical History.
Then, darting with impetuous fury down,
Or, as a lion's youthful progeny,
Wean'd from his favage dam and milky food, The grazing kid beholds with fearful eye, Doom'd first to ftain his tender fangs in blood:
Such Drufus, young in arms, his foes beheld
Tam'd by a boy, the fierce Barbarians find
How guardian Prudence guides the youthful flame, And how great Cæfar's fond paternal mind Each generous Nero forms to early fame;
A valiant for fprings from a valiant firee ·
Their race by mettle sprightly courfers prove ; Nor can the warlike eagle's active fire
Degenerate to form the timorous dove.
But education can the genius raise,
And Honour is by vice to fhame betray'd..
Let red Metaurus, ftain'd with Punic blood,
Of this be witness that aufpicious day,
Which, after a long, black, tempeftuous night, Firft fimil'd on Latium with a milder ray,
And chear'd our drooping hearts with dawning light.
Since the dire African with wafteful ire
Rode o'er the ravag'd towns of Italy;
From this bright æra, from this profperous field,
From hence 'twas given her conquering fword to wield,
Thus Hannibal at length despairing spoke :
"Our feeble arms a valiant foe provoke,
"A dauntless nation, that from Trojan fires,
“Her gods, her infant fons, and aged fires,