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He fears no human force, nor savage beast;
A grizly wolf, with glaring eye,
Apulian forests did moleft;
40 Where the stern lion !hakes his knotted mane, And roars aloud for prey, and scours the spacious plain.
Did e'er the stiffen'd soil unbind,
In all his hoary robes array’d,
Place me beneath the scorching blaze
Charm'd with the music of thy name, 55 And guarded by the gods of Love and Poetry.
Mother of Peace, and Joy, and Love !
Say, in what solitary grove,
By human eyes unseen,
And why, illufive goddess ! why,
When we thy manfion would surround,
For thee the gods implore,
No friendly moon or ftars appear
Furious in fight the sons of Thrace,
A full-charg'd quiver's decent pride,
Renounce the warrior's tempting praise,
And buy thee, if thou might'st be sold, With gems, and purple vests, and Itores of plunderd gold.
25 III. But neither boundless wealth, nor guards that wait
Around the consul's honour'd gate,
Nor anti-chambers with attendants fillid, The mind's unhappy tumults can abate, Or banish sullen cares, that fly
30 Across the gilded rooms of state,
And their foul nests, like swallows, build
Nor with Fear's tormenting pain
For Mort is life's uncertain race ;
45 To distant climates, and a foreign air !
Fool! from thyself thou canst not fly,
Thyself, the source of all thy care.
Bounds o'er the spacious downs in vain ;
And from the smarting wound a purple tide
Than ftags, or winds that through the skies 55 Thick-driving snows and gather'd tempefts bear; Pursuing Care the failing lip out-flies,
Climbs the tall vessel's painted sides;
But with the marching horsemen rides, 60 And dwells alike in courts and camps, and makes all places yield.
Let's learn the bitter to allay
65 And leave to fate the rest.
Nor with vain fear of ills to come
The hero fell by sudden death ;
Drew his protracted breath.
And, all thy fruitful fields around,
Make neighbouring vales and hills rejoice, While finoothly thy gay chariot flies o'er the swift
An humble Fortune have assign'd,
But a sincere contented mind,