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To M E M O Rr.
The throng'd ideal hosts obey;
Accept this votive verse. Thy reign
restrain: All all is thine. For thee the ear, and
eye Rove thro' the realms of Grace, and Harmony:
The Senses thee fpontaneous ferve,
That wake, and thrill thro' every nerve. Else vainly soft, lov'd Philomel! would flow The foothing sadness of thy warbled woe:
Else vainly sweet yon woodbine shade
With clouds of fragrance fill the glade ; Vainly, the Cygnet spread her downy plume, The vine guíh nectar, and the virgin' Lloom.
But swift to thee, alive, and warm,
Devolves each tributary charm :
* According to a fragment of Afranius who makess Experience and Memory the parents of Wildomas
Usus me genuit, Iviater peperit MEMORIA,
OPIAN vocant ne Graii, vos SAPIENTIAM.. The Passage is preserved by Aulus Gellius, Lib. XIII. Cap. 8.
While every flower in Fancy's clime,
of old heroic Time,
To that high fhrine the facred Maid ;
She comes, and lo, thy realms expand !
She takes her delegated stand
There, thron'd supreme in native state,
If Sirius flame with fainting heat,
Or, if bleak Winter, frowning round,
Difrobe the trees, and chill the ground, She, mild Magician, waves her potent wand; And ready fummers meet her wing'd command.
See, visionary Suns arise,
Mid silver clouds, and azure skies;
While, near the secret moss-grown cave,