In patience many a What sorrow was, tho from her own she lear d at thy frown te Self-pleasing Folly Wild Laughter, Noise Light they disperse her they vow their tr Vith patience many a year she bore: d from her own she learn'd to melt at others' woe. Scar'd at thy frown terrific, fly Wild Laughter, Noise, and thoughtless Joy, Light they disperse; and with them go her they vow their truth, and are again believ'd. Wisdom in sable garb array'd, Immers'd in rapt'rous thought profound, And Melancholy, silent maid, With leaden eye that loves the ground, с Goddess, lay thy chast'ning hand! hy Gorgon terrors clad, rcled with the vengeful band he impious thou art seen) and'ring voice, and threat'ning mien, -caming Horror's funeral cry, d fell Disease, and ghastly Poverty: n benign, oh Goddess! wear, ten, not to wound my heart. own defects to scan, s are to feel, and know myself a man. is highly-finished Ode describes the power and influence as well as the progress of Poetry.] I. 1. AWAKE, Æolian lyre, awake (2), d give to rapture all thy trembling strings. om Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: (h) Awake, Æolian lyre, awake. Awake, my glory: awake, lute and harp. David's Psalms. ndar styles his own poetry, with its musical accompaniments, εἰς μολπὴ Αἰολίδες χορδαὶ, Αἰολίδων πνοαι αὐλῶν, Æolian song, ian strings, the breath of the Eolian flute. he subject and simile, as usual with Pindar, are here united. The ous sources of poetry, which gives life and lustre to all it touches, here described; as well in its quiet majestic progress enriching y subject (otherwise dry and barren) with all the pomp of diction, luxuriant harmony of numbers; as in its more rapid and irresistible se, when swoln and hurried away by the conflict of tumultuous ions. 5 down the steep amain, mpetuous, see it pour: id nodding groves re-bellow to the roar. I. 2. ereign of the willing soul (i), weet and solemn-breathing airs, shell! the sullen Cares tic Passions hear thy soft controul. a's hills the Lord of War the fury of his car, his thirsty lance at thy command. in the sceptred hand (k) ) Oh! Sovereign of the willing soul. ed to thy warbled 1 mony to calm the turbulent passions of the soul. The rrowed from the first Pythian of Pindar. ) Perching on the sceptred hand. imitation of some beautiful lines in the same ode. antic Sport, and blu ing light in frolic me pursuing, now retrea Sow in circling troops ck notes in cadence dance their many-twin Thee the voice, the dance harmony to produce all t (a) Glance their many-twin Mappepulas Snaito we |