Does his spreading root derive, To branch out a progeny fair; Who, fpringing foremost in the chace Of fame, demands we fhould his triumph grace, Sweet union of melodious praife; ANTIS TROPHE III. Meafure 16. For not only has he borne Th' Olympian prize, but, with his brother, worn At Pytho and at Ifthmus; where, Victorious both, they shar'd th' allotted crown, In twelve impetuous courfes, run With four unwearied fteeds. To vanquish in the ftrife fevere Purfuits which please a noble mind. E PODE III. Measures 10. Refulgent ftar! to man the pureft beam of light! The poffeffor of this ftore, Far-future things difcerning, knows 95 100 105 110 115 Obdurate wretches, once deceas'd, to immediate woes Confign'd, too late their pains deplore; 121 For For below Ere they go, Sits one in judgment, who pronounces right Whofe dire decree no power can e'er remove: STROPHE IV. Measures 16. But the good, alike by night, Alike by day, the fun's unclouded light Live an unlaborious life, Nor anxious interrupt the hallow'd reft The earth to vex, or with the prow The briny fea, to eat The bread of care in endless ftrife. The dread divinities among The few unaccustomed to wrong, Who never broke the vow they swore, 125 130 135 140 Where foft fea-breazes breathe Round the island of the blefs'd; where The trees with golden bloffoms glow; gay Where, their brows and arms to wreathe, For, fpringing thick in every field, The earth does golden flowers fpontaneous yield; The budding gold is feen to gleam: E PODE IV. Measures 10. Fair heritage! by righteous Rhadamanth's award; With Saturn, fire divine, Thy confort, Rhea, who above the reft doth fhine, These among (Blissful throng!) 150 156 160 Does Peleus and does Cadmus find regard; 165 To Jove, Achilles dwells immortal there : He who Hector did destroy, The pillar firm, the whole support, of Troy, Discerns the mystery unexplain❜d. In knowledge, from Nature who gain'd Like crows, in vain, provoking ftill ANTISTROPHE V. Meafures 16. The celeftial bird of Jove: My foul and whom do I : Single out with fond defire, 180 But, to the mark addrefs thy bow, nor rove, 185 At him to let illuftrious arrows fly? My fix'd intent, My aim, on Agrigentum bent, 190 A folemn oath I plight, Sincere as honest minds require, That through an hundred circling years, No rivaling city appears 195 To boast a man more frank to impart Kind offices to friends with open heart, Delighting to distribute more E PODE V. Measures 10. Than Theron: yet foul calumny, injurious blame, Against his fair renown, Defamers who by evil actions strove to drown 200 Can Can the fand, On the strand, Be number'd o'er? Then, true to Theron's fame, On thousands who is able to recite ? 205 THE FIRST ODE OF ANACREON. ON HIS LUTE. HE line of Atreus will I fing; THE To Cadmus will I tune the ftring: But, as from ftring to ftring I move, My lute will only found of Love. And model the whole lute anew. The chords I change through every screw, 4 Once more, in fong, my voice I raise, NATURE the bull with horns fupplies, The horse with hoofs fhe fortifies, The fleeting foot on hares beftows, 12 4 Grants |