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But yet.the fugitive the city gainis,
Tells all the snares the wily foe had laid,
Then spent with toil and agonizing pains,
He links at once, and mingles with the dead.
Now the fear'd priefis the rites prepar'a surcease;
To the loud trumpets' found the timbrels yield; 350
The youths straight lay afide their weeds of peace,
And arm chem quickly for the martial field.
While the grave old, and those whose rev'rend place
Ranks them in council with Verona's peers,
In their long robes repair with flower pace, 333
To where its head the lofty palace rears;
There awful met beneath their monarch's eye,
With prudent care they scan the sum of things;
In state sublime, fage Aribert on high,
Weighs all advice that from their counsel springs.
Thus in Verona pass the gloomý hours, gar
While tempests roar, and thunders tend the sky,
While dreaded earthquakes shake the nodding tow'rs,
And all the bulwarks tremble from on high.
At length, while in debate the senate fate, 365
A thout so loud came echoing from afar,
That seem'd as if Verona's final fate
Hung on the peal that rent the wounded air.
A peal so loud, that the rude tempeft's noise
Was loft and drowned in its louder sound, 370
And such the swell of the sonorous voice,
As congregated waters' murm'ring sound.
Straight rise the peers, confufion fills the hall,
A thousand tongues at once rude clamour raise,
A thousand fears do ev'ry heart appal,
375 While each to learn the dreadful news essays.
Of these ftrange tidings, and the stranger deeds
Of many a chief, Verona's boast and pride,
And still what further change to all succeeds,
And what grave words or bloody swords decide:
These in another Canto shall be shown,
But here our steeds awhile we mean to rein,
Like those of Sol, who leave his ev'ning throne,
And fleep with Thetis in the western main. 384
Nulla placere diu, nec vivere carmina polluni,
Qua fcribuntur aquæ potorihus.
Of happiness terrestrial, and the fource
Whence human pleasures flow, ling, heav'nly Muse!
Of sparkling juices, of th' enlivening grape,
Whose quick’ning taste adds vigour to the soul,
Whose sov'reign ppw'r revives decaying nature, 5
And thạws the frozen blood of hoary Age...
A kindly warmth diffusing; -m-youthfulfires
Gild his dim eyes, and paint with ruddy huesve
His wrinkled visage, ghaftly wan before :
Cordial restorative to morcal man,
With copious hand by bounteous gods bestow'd!
Bacchus divine ! aid my advent'rous fong,
“ 'That with no middle flight intends to foar :");
Inspir’d, Tublime, on Pegasean wing,
By thee upborng, I draw Miltonick
When fumy vapours clog our loaded brows
With furrow'd frowns, when stupid downcast eyes,
Th'external symptoms of remorse within,
Express our grief, or when in fullen dumps,
With head incumbent on expanded palm,
Moping we fit, in flent forrow drown'd;
Whether inveigling Hymen has trepann'd
Th' unwary youth, and ty'd the Gordian knot
Ofjangling wedlock not to be diffolvid;
Worry d'all day by loud Xantippels din,
Who fails not to exalt him to the stars,
And fix himn there among the branched crew,
(Taurus, and Aries, and Capricorn,
The greatest monsters of the Zodiack)
Or for the loss of anxious worldlý pelf,
Or Celia's scornful fights, and cold difdain,
Which chéck'd his am'rous Hame with coy repulse,
The wordt events that mortals can befall;
By cares depress’d, in penfive hippish mood,
tedious minutes roll, 35
Thy charming sight, but much more charming gust,
New life incites, and warms our chilly blood.
Straight with pert looks we raise our drooping fronts,
And pour in crystal pure thy parer juice;
With cheerful countenance and steady hand
Raise it lip-high, then fix the fpacious rim
To the expeding mouth:-with gratefultafte !
The ebbing wine glides swiftly o'er the tongue;
The circling blood with quicker motion flies:
Such is thy powerful influence, thou straight 45
Dispell’ft those clouds that, louring dark, eclips'd
The wnilom glories of the gladsome face;ams
While dimpled cheeks, and sparkling rolling eyes,
Thy cheering virtues, and thy worth proclaim,
So mists and exhalations that arise
From “hills or steamy lake, dusky or gray,”
Prevail, till Phæbus fheds Titanian rays,
And paints their feecy skirts with thining gold :
Unable to resist, the foggy damps,
That veil'd the surface of the verdant fields, S.S
At the god's penetrating beanis disperse;
The earth again in former beauty smiles,
In gaudiest-livery dreft, all gay and clear.
When disappointed Strephon meets repulse,
Scoff'd at, despis’d, in melancholick mood bo
Joyless he wastes in sighs the lazy hours,
Till reinforc'd by thy most potent aid
He storms the breach, and wins che beauteous fort.
To pay thee homage, and receive thy blefling,
The British seaman quits his native shore,
And ventures thro' the trackless, deep abys3,
Ploughing the ocean, while the upheav'd oak,
“ With beaked prow, rides tilting o'er the waves;”
Shock'd by tempeftuous jarring winds, she rolls