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When he to fair Olympia pressed ;
With ravished ears
Affects to nod,
The praise of Bacchus then the sweet musician sung ;
Of Bacchus, ever fair and ever young:
The jolly god in triumph comes ;
Flushed with a purple grace
He shews his honest face.
Bacchus, ever fair and young,
Drinking joys did first ordain :
Rich the treasure,
Sweet the pleasure ;
Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain :
Fought all his battles o'er again :
The master saw the madness rise ;
He chose a mournful muse,
Soft pity to infuse :
sung Darius5 great and good,
Fall'n from his high estate,
And welt'ring in his blood;
With not a friend to close his eyes.
Revolving in his altered soul
The various turns of fate below;
And tears began to flow.
The mighty master smiled to see
Softly sweet in Lydian measures,
Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures ;
is toil and trouble ;
Never ending, still beginning,
If the world be worth thy winning,
Lovely Thaïs sits beside thee,
Take the good the gods provide thee. The many rend the skies with loud applause ; So love was crowned, but Music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain,
Gazed on the fair
Who caused his care,
Sighed and looked, and sighed again.
Now strike the golden lyre again ;
Break his bands of sleep asunder,
Has raised up his head,
As awaked from the dead,
See the Furies arise ;
How they hiss in their hair,
Behold a ghastly band,
Each a torch in his hand !
And unburied remain
Inglorious on the plain.
To the valiant crew :
Thaïs led the way,
To light him to his prey,
Thus long ago,
While organs yet were mute,
And sounding lyre,
At last divine Cecilia came,
Inventress of the vocal frame;
Enlarged the former narrow bounds,
And added length to solemn sounds,
Let old Timotheus yield the prize,
Or both divide the crown:
She drew an angel down.
i St Cecilla's Day. St Cecilia is the king of the Persians, and was
patroness of music, and the fes- defeated by Alexander near Issus, tival of her votaries takes place on an ancient city in the S.E. of the 22d of November.
Cilicia (333 B.C.). 2 Philip's warlike son. Alexander the Lydian measures, one of the modes
Great was the son of Philip II. of of Greek music. Macedon. He succeeded his 7 Flambeau, a torch. father when twenty years of age, 8 And, liko another Helen, fired another and during the remaining twelve Troy. Helen, wife of Menelaus, years of his life carried the arms king of Sparta, was carried off by of conquest over the greater part Paris, a prince of Troy. The of the then known world.
Grecian chiefs leagued with Mene3 The lovely Thaïs. A beautiful and laus to recover her. After a siege
accomplished Athenian woman of ten years, Troy was taken and who accompanied Alexander in burned by the Greeks. Thaïs is his expedition into Asia.
said to have incited Alexander to 4 Lautboys, wind-instruments resem- burn the palace of the Persian bling flutes.
kings; and thus resembled Helen, 6 He sung Darius. Darius was the last who caused the burning of Troy.
THE ARMAD A.1 Attend all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise : I sing of the thrice-famous deeds she wrought in ancient days, When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts in Spain.
It was about the lovely close of a warm summer's day,3
isle, 4 At earliest twilight, on the waves lie heaving many a mile. At sunrise she escaped their van, by God's especial grace ; And the tall Pinta till the morn had held her close in chase. Forthwith a guard at every gun was placed along the wall; The beacon 6 blazed upon the roof of Edgecombe's lofty hall ;
Many a fishing bark put out to pry along the coast ;
post. With his white hair unbonneted, the stout old sheriff comes ; Behind him march the halberdiers, before him sound the
drums. The yeomen? round the market-cr make clear an ample
space, For there behoves him to set up the standard of Her Grace; 8 And haughtily the trumpets peal, and gaily dance the bells, As slow upon the labouring wind the royal blazon 9 swells. Look how the lion of the sea lifts up his ancient crown, And underneath his deadly paw treads the gay lilies down.10 So stalked he when he turned to flight, on that famed Picard
field, 11 Bohemia’s plume, and Genoa's bow, and Cæsar's eagle shield. So glared he when at Agincourt 12 in wrath he turned to
bay, And crushed and torn beneath his claws the princely hunters
Ho! strike the flagstaff deep, sir knight: ho ! scatter flowers,
fair maids : Ho! gunners, fire a loud salute : ho! gallants, draw your
blades : Thou sun, shine on her joyously, ye breezes, waft her wide, Our glorious semper eadem,13 the banner of our pride. The fresh’ning breeze of eve unfurled that banner's massy
The parting gleam of sunshine kissed that haughty scroll of
gold; Night sunk upon the dusky beach, and on the purple sea ; Such night in England ne'er had been, nor e'er again shall be. From Eddystone to Berwick bounds, from Lynn to Milford
Bay, 14 That time of slumber was as bright and busy as the day ; For swift to east, and swift to west, the warning radiance
spread, High on St Michael's Mount it shone : it shone on Beachy