Let them in vain, your martial hope to quell, Say then; if England's youth, in earlier days, They faw their standard fall, and left their monarch bound. XVII. Such were the laurels which your fathers won; Such Glory's dictates in their dauntless breast : -Is there no voice that speaks to every fon? No nobler, holier call to You addrefs'd? O by majestic freedom, righteous laws, By heavenly truth's, by manly reason's cause, Awake; atttend; be indolent no more; By Friendship, focial Peace, domestic Love, Rife; arm; your country's living safety prove; And train her valiant youth, and watch around her fhore. ODE O DE XII. ON RECOVERING FROM A FIT OF SICKNESS. IN THE COUNTRY. MDCCLVIII. ΤΗ I. HY verdant fcenes, O Goulder's hill, With throbbing temples and with burden'd breaft Now call thy fprightly breezes round, And bid the. fprings of life with gentler movement play. II. How gladly 'mid the dews of dawn The balmy weft or the fresh north, inhale! What fhrub perfumes the pleafant wind, Or what wild fongfter charms the Dryads of the grove. III. Now, III. Now, ere the morning walk is done, Welcome as beauty's to the lover's ear. "Droop not, nor doubt of my return," she cries; cc Here will I, 'mid the radiant calm of noon, "Meet thee beneath yon chefnut bower, "And lenient on thy bofom pour "That indolence divine which lulls the earth and "fkies." IV. The goddess promis'd not in vain. Nor wifh'd to breath in any fofter clime, While (half-reclin'd, half-flumbering as I lay) She hover'd o'er me. Then, among her train Of nymphs and zephyrs, to my view Thy gracious form appear'd anew Then first, O heavenly Mufe, unfeen for many a day. V. In that foft pomp the tuneful maid my whole frame the facred found obey'd. New colours clothe external things, And the laft glooms of pain and fickly plaint retire. VI. O Goulder's hill, by thee reftor'd Once more to this inliven'd hand, My harp, which late refounded o'er the land My Dorian harp fhall now with mild accord And fend a lefs-ambitious lay Of Friendship and of Love to greet thy mafter's ear. VII. For when within thy fhady feat First from the fultry town hê chofe, And the tir'd fenate's cares, his wifh'd repofe, Through nature's fimple paths with ancient faith might roam. VIII. And while around his fylvan fcene My Dyson led the white-wing'd hours, Though much for liberty afraid, With us of letter'd ease or virtuous glory talk. IX. But IX. But other guests were on their way, And fang their happy gifts, and prais'd their spotlefs throne. X. I faw when through yon festive gate He led along his chosen maid, And to my friend with smiles presenting said; "Receive that faireft wealth which Heaven affign'd "To human fortune. Did thy lonely state "One wish, one utmost hope confess? Behold, fhe comes, to adorn and bless: "Comes, worthy of thy heart, and equal to thy mind.” O DE XIII. TO THE AUTHOR OF MEMOIRS OF THE HOUSE OF BRANDENBURGH. MDCCLI. I. THE-men renown'd as chiefs of human race, And born to lead in counfels or in arms,. Have feldom turn'd their feet from Glory's chace, To dwell with books, or court the Muse's charms. |