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Unweary'd ftill, his common care attends
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every fate, and chears his dying friends : With ready haste at each fad call he flies,

1580 · And more than health, or life itself, fupplies;

With virtue's noblest precepts arms their souls,
And ev’n their sorrows, like his own, controls.
Where-e'er he comes, no signs of grief are shown;
Grief, an unmanly weakness, they disown,
And fcorn to figh, or breathe one parting groan.
Still urging on his pious cares, he strove
The sense of outward evils to remove;
And, by his presence, taught them to disdain
The feeble rage and impotence of pain. 1520

But now, so many toils and dangers paft,
Fortune grew kind, and brought relief at last.
Of all who scorching Afric's fun endure,
None like the swarthy Pfyllians are secure.
Skill'd in the lore of powerful herbs and charms, 1525
Them, nor the serpent's tooth, nor poison harms;
Nor do they thus in arts alone excel,
But nature too their blood has temper'd well,
And taught with vital force the venom to repel.
With healing gifts and privileges grac'd, 1530
Well in the land of ferpents were they plac'd ;
Truce with the dreadful tyrant, death, they have,
And border safely on his realm, the grave.
Such is their confidence in true-born blood,
That oft with asps they prove their doubtful brood;
When wanton wives their jealous rage inflame, 1536
The new-born infant clears or damns the dame;

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If subject to the wrathful serpent's wound,
The mother's shame is by the danger found;
But if unhurt the fearless infant laugh ;

1540
The wife is honest, and the husband safe.
So when Jove's bird, on some tall cedar's head,
Has a new race of generous eaglets bred,
While yet unplum’d, within the nest they lie,
Wary she turns them to the eastern sky;
Then if, unequal to the god of day,
Abafh'd they shrink, and thun the potent ray,
She spurns them forth, and casts them quite away :
But if with daring eyes unmov'd they gaze,
Withstand the light, and bear the golden blaze; 1550
Tender the broods them with a parent's love,
The future servants of her master Joye.
Nor safe themselves, alone, the Pfyllians are,
But to their guests extend their friendly care.
First, where the Roman camp is mark'd, around
Circling they pass, then, chanting, charm the ground
And chace the serpents with the mystic found.
Beyond the farthelt tents rich fires they build,
That healthy medicinal odours yield;
There foreign Galbanum diffolving fries, 1560
And crackling fames from humble Wall-wort rise;
There Tamarisk, which no green leaf adorns,
And there the fpicy Syrian Costos burns. --
There Centory supplies the wholefome flame;
That from Thessalian Chiron takes its name; 1565
The gummy Larch-Tree, and the Thapsos there,
Wound-wort and Maiden-weed, perfume the air.
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There the large branches of the long-liv'd hart;
With Southern-wood, their odours strong impart.
The monsters of the land, the serpents fell,
Fly far away, and fun the hostile smell.
Securely thus they pass the nights away;
And if they chance to meet a wound by day,
The Psyllian artists straight their skill display.
Then strives the Leach the power of charms to show,
And bravely combats with the deadly foe : 1576
With spittle first, he marks the part around,
And keeps the poison prisoner in the wound;
Then sudden he begins the magic song,
And rolls the numbers hasty o'er his tongue ;

1580
Swift he runs on ; nor pauses once for breath,
To stop the progress of approaching death :
He fears the cure might suffer by delay,
And life be lost but for a moment's stay:
Thus oft, though deep within the veins it lies, 7385
By magic numbers chac'd, the mischief fies:
But if it hear too low, if ftill it stay,
And scorn the potent charmer to obey ;
With forceful lips he fastens on the wound,
Drains out, and spits the venom to the ground. 1590
Thus, by long use and oft experience taught,
He knows from whence his hurt the patient got;
He proves the part through which the poifon paft, ,
And knows each various serpent, by the taste.

The warriors thus reliev'd, amidst their pains, 1995 Held on their paffage through the desert plains : And now the silver empress of the night Had loft, and twice regain d, her borrow'd light,

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While Cato, wandering o'er the wasteful field,
Patient in all his labours, she beheld.

1600
At length condens'd in clods the sands appear,
And shew a better soil and country near ;
Now from afar thin tufts of trees arise,
And scattering cottages delight their eyes.
But when the soldier once beheld again

3605
The raging lion shake his horrid mane,
What hopes of better lands his soul poffeft!
What joys he felt, to view the dreadful beast!
Leptis at last they reach'd, that nearest lay,
There free from storms, and the sun's parching ray,
At ease they pass’d the wintery year away.

When fated with the joys which Naughters yield,
Retiring Cæsar left Emathia's field;
His other cares laid by, he sought alone.
To trace the footsteps of his flying fon.
Led by the guidance of reporting fame,
First to the Thracian Hellespont he came.
Here young Leander perish'd in the flood,
And here the tower of mournful Hero stood :
Here, with a narrow stream, the flowing tide,

1620
Europe, from wealthy Alia, does divide.
From hence the curious victor paffing o'er,
Admiring fought the fam’d Sigæan fhore.
There might he tombs of Grecian chiefs behold,
Renown din lacrod verfe by bards of old, 1625
There the long ruins of the walls appear’el,
Once by great Neptune, and Apollo, reard :
There stood oid Troy, a venerable name;
For ever consecrate to deathless fame.

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Now blafted mosly trunks with branches fear,

1630
Brambles and weeds, a loathsome forest rear;
Where once, in palaces of regal state,
Old Priam, and the Trojan princeś, sat.
Where temples once, on lofty columns born,
Majestic did the wealthy town adorn,

1635
All rude, all waste and desolate is lay'd,
And even the ruin'd ruins are decay'd.
Here Cæfar did each story'd place survey,
Here saw the rock, where, Neptune to obey,
Hesione was bound the monster's prey.
Here, in the covert of a secret grove,
The bleft Anchises clasp'd the queen of love :
Here fair Oenone play'd, here stood the cave
Where Paris once the fatal judgment gave ;
Here lovely Ganymede to heaven was born, 1645
Each rock, and every tree, recording tales adorn.
Here all that does of Xanthus' stream remain,
Creeps a small brook along the dusty plain.
Whilst careless and securely on they pass,
The Phrygian guide forbids to press the grass; 1650
This place, he said, for ever sacred keep,
For here the sacred bones of Hector fleep.
Then warns him to observe, where, rudely caft,
Disjointed stones lay broken and defac'd :
Here his last fate, he cries, did Priam prove; 1655
Here, on this altar of Hercæan Jove.

O poesy divine ! O sacred forg!
To thee, bright fame and length of days belong;
Thou, goddess ! thou eternity can't give,
And bid secure the mortal hero live.

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