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Then gently rising from his side and bed,
In all her bright attire her limbs array’d.

And now, her fair-crown'd head aloft she rears,
Nor more a mortal, but herself

appears : Her face refulgent, and majestic mien, Confefs'd the goddess, Love's and Beautv's Queen.

Then thus, aloud, she calls : “ Anchises, wake; Thy fond repose and lethargy forsake : “ Look on the nymph who late from Phrygia came, Behold me well---say, if I seem the same.”

At her first call, the chains of sleep were broke,
And, starting from his bed, Anchises woke :
But when he Venus view'd without disguise,
Her shining neck beheld, and radiant eyes ;
Aw'd and abash'd, he turn'd his head aside,
Attempting with his robe his face to hide.
Confus’d with wonder, and with fear oppress’d,
In winged words, he thus the Queen address’d :

“ When first, O Goddefs, I thy form beheld,
“ Whose charms so far humanity excell’d ;
“ To thy celestial power my vows I paid,
“ And with humility implor'd thy aid :
“ But thou, for secret cause to me unknown,
“ Didst thy divine immortal state disown.
“ But now, I beg thee by the filial love
Due to thy father, Ægis-bearing Jore,

Compassion on my human state to thow ; “ Nor let me lead a life infirm below; “ Defend me from the woes which mortals wait, « Nor let me share of men the common fate :

" Since

" Since never man with length of days was blest, “ Who in delights of love a deity possess’d.”

To him, Jove's beauteous daughter thus replied :
“ Be bold, Anchises ; in my love confide :
“ Nor me, nor other God, thou need'st to fear,
“ For thou to all the heavenly race art dear.
“ Know, from our lores, thou shalt a son obtain,
“ Who over all the realm of Troy shall reign ;
“ From whom a race of monarchs fhall descend,
And whose posterity shall know no end.
“ To him thou shalt the name Æneas give,
“ As one, for whose conception I must grieve,
“ Oft as I think, he to exist began
From my conjunction with a mortal man.”

But Troy, of all the habitable earth,
To a superior race of men gives birth ;
Producing heroes of th’ ætherial kind,
And next resembling gods in form and mind.

From thence great Jove to azure skies convey'd
To live with gods, the lovely Ganymede.
Where, by th’immortals honour'd (strange to see !)
The youth enjoys a bless’d eternity.
In bowls of gold he ruddy nećtar pours,
And Jove regales in his unbended hours.
Long did the King, his fire, his absence mourn,
Doubtful by whom, or where, the boy was borne :
Till Jove at length, in pity of his grief,
Dispatch'd Argicides to his relief ;
And, more with gifts to pacify his mind,
He fent him horses of a deathless kind,
Whose feet outstript in speed the rapid wind.

Charging

Charging withal swift Hermes to relate
The youth's advancement to a heavenly itate ;
Where all his hours are pafsd in cireling joy,
Which age can ne'er decay, nor death destroy.
Now, when this embaffy the King receives,
No more for absent Ganymede he grieves ;
The pleasing news his aged heart revives,
And with delight his swift-heeld steeds he drives.

“ But when the golden-thron’d Aurora made
“ Tithonus partner of her rosy bed,
“ (Tithonus too was of the Trojan line,
“ Resembling gods in face and form divine)
• For him she strait the thunderer address’d,
“ That with perpetual life he might be bless'd :

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“ But ah! how rash was she, how indiscreet! “ The most material bleiling to omit;

Neglecting, or not thinking to provide, “ That length of days might be with strength supplied; • And to her lover's endless life, engage “ An endless youth, incapable of age. • But hear what fate befell this heavenly fair, “ In gold enthron'd, the brightest child of air. “ Tithonus, while of pleasing youth possess’d, “ Is by Aurora with delight carefs'd ; “ Dear to her arms, he in her court refides,

Beyond the verge of earth, and ocean's utmost tides.

“ But when she saw grey hairs begin to spread, * Deform his beard, and disadorn his head,

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* The goddess cold in her embraces grew,
“ His arms declin'd, and from his bed withdrew;
" Yet still a kind of nursing care the show'd,
" And food ambrosial, and rich cloaths bestow'd :
" But when of age he felt the sad extreme,
“ And every nerve was shrunk, and limb was lame,
“ Lock'd in a room her useless spouse the left,
“ Of youth, of vigour, and of voice bereft.
“ On terms like these, I never can desire
“ Thou should'At to immortality aspire.

“ Could'st thou indeed, as now thou art, remain,

Thy strength, thy beauty, and thy youth retain, • Could'st thou for ever thus my husband prove, “ I might live happy in thy endless love; “ Nor should I e'er have cause to dread the dav, “ When I must mourn ihy loss and life's decay, “ But thou, alas ! too soon and fure must bend “ Beneath the woes which painful age attend ; “ Inexorable age! whose wretched state « All mortals dread, and all immoitals hate.

Now, know, I also must my portion share, “ And for thy fake reproach and lhame must bear. “ For I, who heretofore in chains of love “ Could captivate the minds of gods above, “ And force them, by my all-subduirg charms, “ To figh and languish in a woman's arms : “ Must now no more that power superior boast, « Nor tax with weakness the celestial hoft; “ Since I inyself this dear amends have made, * And am at last by my own arts betray'd.

“ Erring Erring like them, with appetite deprav'd, " This hour, by thee, I have a fon conceiv'd; “ Whom hid beneath my zone, I must conceal, « Till Time his being and my shame reveal.

“ Him fhail the nymphs who these fair woods adorn « In their deep bosoms nurse, as soon as born ;

They nor of mortal nor immortal feed Are said to spring, yet on Ambrosia feed, “ And long they live, and oft in chorus join “ With gods and goddesses in dance divine. « These the Sileni court ; thefe Hermes loves, « And their embraces seeks in shady groves. “ Their origin and birth these nymphs deduce “ From common parent earth's prolific juice; “ With lofty firs which grace the mountain's brow, " Or ample-spreading oaks at once they grow; 66 All have their trees allotted to their care, “ Whose growth, duration, and decrease they share. “ But holy are these groves by mortals heid, “ And therefore by the ax are never fell’d. “ But when the fate of some fair tree draws nigh, “ It first appears to droop, and then grows dry; “ The bark to crack and perish next is seen, « And last the boughs it sheds, no longer green: “ And thus the nymphs expire by like degrees, “ And live and die coæval with their trees.

“ Thefe gentle nymphs, by my persuasion won, « Shall in their sweet recesses nurse my son ; “ And when his cheeks with youth's first blushes glow, “ To thee the sacred maids the boy shall show.

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