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The painful family of Death,
More hideous than their queen:
Those in the deeper vitals rage :
And slow-consuming Age.
To each his sufferings :
all are men,
The unfeeling for his own.
And happiness too swiftly flies.
'Tis folly to be wise.
Daughter of Jove, relentless Power!
Thou Tamer of the human breast;
The Bad affright, afflict the Best !
And purple tyrants vainly groan
When first thy Sire to send on earth
Virtue, his darling child, designed, To thee he gave the heavenly birth,
And bade to form her infant mind. Stern rugged nurse! thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore:
What sorrow was, thou bad’st her know, And from her own she learnt to melt at others' woe.
Scared at thy frown terrific, fly
Self-pleasing Folly's idle brood,
And leave us leisure to be good.
By vain Prosperity received, To her they vow their truth, and are again believed.
Wisdom in sable garb arrayed,
Immersed in rapturous thought profound,
With leaden eye, that loves the ground,
With Justice, to herself severe,
O, gently on thy suppliant's head,
Dread Goddess, lay thy chastening hand ! Not in thy Gorgon! terrors clad,
Nor circled with the vengeful Band (As by the impious thou art seen) With thundering voice, and threatening mien,
With screaming Horror's funeral cry, Despair, and fell Disease, and ghastly Poverty.
Thy form benign, O Goddess, wear,
Thy milder influence impart, Thy philosophic train be there
To soften, not to wound my heart.
Exact my own defects to scan,
1 See note, Macbeth, p. 149.
THE PROGRESS OF POESY.
1. 1. Awake, Æolian lyre, awake,
And give to rapture all thy trembling strings.
From Helicon's ? harmonious springs
The laughing flowers that round them blow,
O sovereign of the willing soul,
Parent of sweet and solemn-breathing airs,
Enchanting shell! the sullen Cares,
On Thracia's hills the Lord of War 3
Quenched in dark clouds of slumber lie
Thee the voice, the dance, obey,
O'er Idalia's velvet green
The rosy crowned Loves are seen
On Cytherea's 6 day, 1 A mountain of Western Boeotia. 3 It was supposed that the god
2 The Roman name given to the Mars resided chiefly in Thrace. Greek divinity Demeter, who pre- 4 The eagle, sacred to Jupiter. sided over grain and the fruits of the 5 In the island of Cyprus. earth.
6 A surname of Venus, derived from the island of Cythera (now Beauty were, according to Hesiod, Cerigo), where she was specially three in number: viz. Aglaia, Thalia, worshipped.
With antic Sport and blue-eyed Pleasures,
Now in circling troops they meet:
Glance their many-twinkling feet. Slow, melting strains their queen's approach declare;
Where'er she turns, the Graces' homage pay. With arms sublime that float upon the air,
In gliding state she wins her easy way: O'er her warm cheek, and rising bosom, move The bloom of young Desire, and purple light of Love.
Man's feeble race what ills await!
Labour and Penury, the racks of Pain,
Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train,
The fond complaint, my song, disprove,
Till down the Eastern cliffs afar
Where shaggy forms o'er ice-built mountains roam,
The Muse has broke the twilight gloom
And oft, beneath the odorous shade
and Euphrosyne. 1 The personifications of Grace and
2 The sun.
Glory pursue, and generous Shame,
Fields, that cool lissus 3 laves,
Or where Mæander's4 amber waves
Inspiration breathed around;
Murmured deep a golden sound:
Left their Parnassus 6 for the Latian? plains.
And coward Vice, that revels in her chains, When Latium had her lofty spirit lost, They sought, 0 Albion ! next thy sea-encircled coast.
In thy green lap was Nature's darling 8 laid,
What time, where lucid Avon strayed,
Her awful face: the dauntless child
Of Horror that, and thrilling fears,
1 A town in Phocis, celebrated for 5 The Muses. the oracle of Apollo.
6 A mountain in Phocis, the fa2 The sea that divides Greece from vourite haunt of the Muses. Asia Minor.
7 Italian. 3 A small stream which ran along 8 Shakspere. the west side of the city of Athens. 9 Nature.
4 A river of Asia Minor, celebrated for its windings.