Or wasteful civil tumults roll along

With fiercer ftrength, and louder roar,

Driving the torrent of the throng,

And gathering into power.

Let a proud tyrant cast a killing frown;

Or Jove in angry thunder on the world look down ;

Nay, let the frame of Nature crack,

And all the fpacious globe on high,
Shatter'd with univerfal rack,
Come tumbling from the sky:

Yet he'll furvey the horrid scene

With steady courage and undaunted mien,

The only thing ferene!

II.

Thus Pollux, and great Hercules,

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Roam'd through the world, and bleft the nations round,

Till, rais'd at length to heavenly palaces,

Mankind, as Gods, their benefactions crown'd,

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With these, Augustus shall for ever shine,

And ftain his rofy lips in cups divine.

Thus his fierce tigers dauntless Bacchus bear;
The glaring favages refift in vain,

Impatient of the bit, and fretting on the rein;

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Through yielding clouds he drives th' impetuous car. Great Romulus pursued the shining trace,

And leapt the lake, where all

The rest of mortals fall,

And with his father's horfes fcour'd the fame bright

airy race.

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* Romulas was fuppofed to be the son of Mars by the priestess Ilia.

Then

HI.

Then in full fenate of the deities,

Settling the feats of power, and future fate,

Juno began the high debate,

And with this righteous fentence pleas'd the skies:

"O Troy! he faid, O hated Troy!

"A foreign woman, and a † boy,

"Lewd, partial, and unjust,

"Shook all thy proudeft towers to duft;

"Inclin'd to ruin from the time,

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"Thy king did mock two powers divine, 45

"And ras'd thy fated walls in perjury,

"But doubly damn'd by that offence,
"Which did Minerva's rage incenfe,
"And offer'd wrong to me.

"No more the treacherous ravisher

"Shines in full pomp and youthful charms; "Nor Priam's impious houfe with Hector's fpear, "Repels the violence of Grecian arms,

IV.

"Our feuds did long embroil the mortal rout,

"At last the ftorm is spent,

"My fury with it ebbing out,

"Thefe terms of peace content;

"To Mars I grant among the stars a place
"For his fon Romulus, or Trojan race;
"Here fhall he dwell in thefe divine abodes,
" Drink of the heavenly bowl,

"And in his fhining court his name enrol,

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"With the ferene and ever-vacant gods; "While seas shall rage between his Rome and Troy, "The horrid diftance breaking wide,

"The banish'd Trojans fhall the globe enjoy, "And reign in every place befide;

"While beasts infult my * judge's duft, and hide "Their litter in his curfed tomb,

"The fhining capitol of Rome

"Shall overlook the world with awful pride,

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"And Parthians take their law from that eternal

"dome.

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"Let Rome extend her fame to every fhore; "And let no banks or mounds restrain

"Th' impetuous torrent of her wide command; 75
"The feas from Europe, Africk part in vain ;
"Swelling above thofe floods, her power
“Shall, like its Nile, o'erflow the Libyan land.

"Shining in polish'd steel, she dares
"The glittering beams of gold despise,
"Gold the great fource of human cares,
"Hid wifely deep from mortal eyes,

«Till, fought in evil hour by hands unblest,
Opening the dark abodes,

"There iffued forth a direful train of woes,' "That give mankind no rest;

"For gold, devoted to th' infernal gods,

"No native human uses knows.

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VI. "Where

VI.

"Where'er great Jove did place

"The bounds of nature yet unfeen,
"He meant a goal of glory to the race.
"The Roman arms fhall win :.

"Rejoicing, onward they approach
"To view the outworks of the world,

"The madding fires, in wild debauch,

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"The fnows and rains unborn, in endlefs eddies

"" whirl'd!

VII.

" 'Tis I, O Rome, pronounce these fates behind, "But will thy reign with this condition bind,

"That no falfe filial piety,

"In idle shapes deluding thee,
"Or confidence of power,

"Tempt thee again to raise a Trojan tower ;.
"Troy, plac'd beneath malignant stars,

"Haunted with omens ftill the fame, "Rebuilt shall but renew the former flame, "Jove's wife and fifter leading on the wars. "Thrice let her fhine with brazen walls, "Rear'd up by heavenly hands; "And thrice in fatal dust she falls,

"By faithful Grecian bands;

Thrice the dire fcene fhall on the world return, "And captive wives again their fons and husbands

"" mourn."

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But top, prefumptuous Mufe, thy daring flight,
Nor hope, in thy weak lyrick lay,
The heavenly language to display,
Or bring the counfels of the gods to light.

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HE Paphian ifle was once the bleft abode

Of beauty's goddess and her archer-god.

There blissful bowers and amorous fhades were seen, Fair cypress walks, and myrtles ever green. 'Twas there, furrounded by a hollow'd wood, Sacred to love, a splendid temple stood; Where altars were with coftly gums perfum'd, And lovers fighs arofe, and fmoke from hearts confum'd.

Till, thence remov'd, the queen of beauty flies
To Britain, fam'd for bright victorious eyes.
Here-fix'd, the chofe a fweeter feat for Love,
And Greenwich Park is now her Cyprian grove.
Nor fair Parnaffus with this hill can vie,
Which gently fwells into the wondering sky,
Commanding all that can transport our fight,
And varying with each view the fresh delight.
From hence my Mufe prepares to wing her way,
And wanton, like the Thames, through smiling meads
would ftray,

Defcribe the groves beneath, the fylvan bowers,
The river's winding train, and great Augufta's towers.

But