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ANTIS TROPHE II.
Ye Gods! what justice rules the ball!
30 Still, when the lust of tyrant pow'r succeeds, Some Athens perishes, fome Tully bleeds.
CHORUS of Youths and Virgins.
H Tyrant Love ! hast thou pofsest
The prudent, learn'd, and virtuous breast? Wisdom and wit in vain reclaim, And Arts but soften us to feel thy flame. Love, soft intruder, enters here,
Which Nature has imprest?
The mild and gen'rous breast ?
CHORU S. Love's purer
flames the Gods approve; The Gods and Brutus bend to love:
Brutus for absent Portià fighs,
9. IVhy, Virtue, etc.] In allusion to that famous conceit of Guarini,
" Se il peccare è sì dolce,” etc.
What is loose love? a transient gust,
fed from wild desire,
And burn for ever one;
Productive as the Sun.
SEMICHORUS. Oh source of ev'ry social tye,
25 United with, and mutual joy!
What various joys on one attend,
Whether his hoary fire he spies,
What home-felt raptures move?
With rev'rence, hope, and love.
Fires that scorch, yet dare not shine :
Sacred Hymen! these are thine “.
NOTES. • These two Chorus's are enough to shew ug his great talents for this species of Poetry, and to make us lament he did not prosecute his purpose in executing some plans he had chalked out; but the Character of the Managers of Playhouses at that time, was what (he faid) soon determined him to lay aside all thoughts of that nature.
O D E on SOLITUDE".
HA few paternal acres bound,
APPY the man, whose wish and care
paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air,
In his own ground.
Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks fupply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade,
In winter fire.
Nide soft away,
Blest, who can unconcern'dly find
Hours, days, and years
Quiet by day,
Together mixt ; sweet recreation : And innocence, which most does please
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown,
Thus unlamented let me die,
Tell where I lie.
• This was a very early production of our Author, written at about twelve years old. P.