Like waves by Vesper ting'd with gold
Her robe in many a rosy fold

Flow'd o'er her limbs, light gliding on the ground, While clouds of fragrance shed Ambrosia all around.

"Thou knew'st me once," with accent mild

She said, while ev'ry feature smil❜d:

"Thou knew'st me once," the heavenly form pursu'd, And with a Nectar-drop my trembling lips bedew'd.

Joy is my name: with endless flow'r

“In realms immortal blooms my bow'r :

"Yet stoops my pinion e'en to earth below, "And with my Nectar draughts I sweeten mortal woe.

"I love thee: come, to me devote

"Thy beating heart, thy trembling note: "Oh come, and banish her, who of thy soul "Alike by day and night fills and inspires the whole."

"Goddess," I cry'd, “the mortal race

"Incessant sigh to see thy face;

"In thee immortals find their highest bliss: "I love thee too; but oh! spare if I judge amiss.

"Lo! to attend thee I forbear:

"Yet spare the mortal, Laura spare.

"How can I banish her, who of my soul "Alike by day and night fills and inspires the whole?"

As light'ning quick she fled, and I

:

Awoke as quick my heart beat high;

Yet still it beats for her, who of my sonl

Alike by day and night fills and inspires the whole.

HOMER.

Translated from the German of Count Stolberg. 1782.

Hail to the Bard, to Homer hail!
From trembling lips, and glist'ning eyes
Burning melting ecstacies

Shall never never fail

With gratitude's soft dew to swell thy song,
As in stupendous course it rolls along.

All parent Nature pour'd the torrent down
From Ida's sacred crown,

And saw its copious flood with look benign
Bursting from sources all divine,
With heav'nly music, heav'nly gleam,
Like the Night's Sun-studded zone
It sounded and it shone.

While laughing Vales received, and Echos hailed the

stream.

Nature saw with look delighted,
And to the lucid brink invited

Her daughters grac'd with golden hair;

Truth and Beauty light descending

O'er its liquid bosom bending,

In pleasing wonder saw their own blest image there.

Nature early fondness show'd,
When in that sequester'd vale,
Which with newly-mingled wave

Simois and Scamander lave,

Thy Mother faint let fall her precious load
Midst dew drops of the dale.

E'en then inspir'd

In a fine phrenzy didst thou gaze
On the Sun's departing blaze,

As o'er th' empurpled Hellespont retir'd He kenn'd with greeting glance thy face From the snowy heights of Thrace: Straining to grasp the golden orb of day Thy little hands were spread, and redden'd in its ray.

There nature sweetly smil'd,

Fondly caress'd,

Call'd thee her darling child,

And suckled at her parent breast

Thy genius form'd immense, as once she form'd the skies.

And as she taught the rose

Its blushing beauties to disclose,

And drink celestial dew,

Thus form'd, and thus imbu'd thy op'ning faculties

She

With

gave

graces ever new.

thee with Invention's flaming eye New earth, new heavens to descry.

She gave (the utmost that her love could do)

Tears to ev'ry feeling true:

Those that with gushing flood the countenance o'erflow,
Where ardent passions glow :

And those more mild and meek,
Which trembling eyelids pour

In trickling show'r

Down the changing cheek:

Gave to thy soul

The dove's simplicity, and eagle's might:

Like to thy song,

Now gliding soft along,

As rivulets by Cynthia's silver light:

Now thund'ring wild and loud, as headlong surges roll.

From the Press of G. WOOD, High-street, Canterbury.