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And to repay the other Why rejoices
THE VISIT OF THE GODS.
IMITATED FROM SCHILLER.
Neve R, believe me, Appear the Immortals, Never alone : Scarce had I welcomed the Sorrow-beguiler, Iacchus! but in came Boy Cupid the Smiler; Lo Phoebus the Glorious descends from his Throne! They advance, they float in, the Olympians all ! With Divinities fills my Terrestrial Hall!
How shall I yield you Due entertainment Celestial Quire? Me rather, bright guests 1 with your wings of upbuoyance Bear aloft to your homes, to your banquets of joyance, That the roofs of Olympus may echo my lyre : Hah! we mount! on their pinions they waft up my Soul .
O give me the Nectar! O fill me the Bowl | Give him the Nectar ! Pour out for the Poet ! Hebel pour free? Quicken his eyes with celestial dew, That Styx the detested no more he may view, And like one of us Gods may conceit him to bel Thanks, Hebel I quaff it! Io Paean, I cry! The Wine of the Immortals Forbids me to die
IMITATED FROM ONE OF AKENSIDE's BLANK
Nea R the lone pile with ivy overspread,
Where “sleeps the moonlight" on yon verdant bed—
For there does Edmund rest, the learned swain :
Young Edmund ! famed for each harmonious strain,
Like some tall tree that spreads its branches wide,
His manhood blossomed; till the faithless pride
But soon did righteous Heaven her guilt pursue !
Still Edmund's image rose to blast her view,
With keen regret, and conscious guilt's alarms,
Nor all that lured her faith from Edmund's arms
Go, Traveller tell the tale with sorrow fraught:
May hold it in remembrance; and be taught