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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 conquefts 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, embofom'd in the Grove,

Sacred to focial life and social love,

Shall glitter o'er the pendent green,

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

Shall call the fmiling 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 fong;
There Youths and Nymphs, in confort gay,
Shall hail the rifing, clofe 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, dreft in Fancy's airy beam,

Abfent I follow through th' extended Dream;

Now

Delectabere tibia

Mixtis carminibus, non fine fiftula.

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 cur, heu! Ligurine, cur

Manat rara meas lacryma per genas?

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Now, now I cease, I clafp thy charms,

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

Or foftly glide by the Canal, Now fhown by Cynthia's filver ray,

And now, on rolling waters fnatch'd away.

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Jam captum teneo, jám 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.

LEST you should think that verse shall 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 Spenfer native Mufes play; Nor yet shall Waller yield to time,

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

These,

N

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

Verba loquor focianda chordis ;

Non, fi priores Matonius tenet
Sedes Homerus, Pindaricae latent
Ceaeque, et Alcaei minaces

Stefichorique graves Camenae :

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

These rais'd new Empires o'er the Earth,

And Thofe, new Heavens and Systems fram'd.

Vain was the Chief's, the Sage's pride!
They had no Poet, and they died:
In vain they schem'd, in vain they bled!
They had no Poet, and are dead.

Vivuntque commiffi calores

Aeoliae fidibus puellae.

Vixere fortes ante Agamemnona
Multi; fed omnes illacrymabiles
Urgentur ignotique longa
Nocte, carent quia vate facro.

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