Sidebilder
PDF
ePub
[ocr errors]

Non vox Auroræ croceos fpirantis odores, Non quæ ftamineo de tegmine stridit hirundo, Non galli tuba clara, neque hos resonabile cornu, Ex humili ulteriùs poterunt revocare cubili.

[ocr errors]

Non illis fplendente foco renovabitur ignis,
Sedula nec curas urgebit vespere conjux ;
Non patris ad reditum tenero balbutiet ore
Certatim ve amplexa genu petet oscula proles,

Illis fæpe seges maturâ ceflit arista, Illi fæpe graves fregerunt vomere glebas; Ah! quoties læti sub plaustra egere juvencos! Ah! quoties duro nemora ingemuere fub i&tu!

Nee

. 5. The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn,

The swallow twitt'ring from the straw-built fhed, The cock's fhrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.

6.

For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn,

Or busy housewife ply her evening care : ' No children run to lisp their fire's return,

Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share:

7. Oft did the harvest to their fickle yield,

Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke How jocund did they drive their team afield ! How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy

stroke!

[blocks in formation]

Nec vitam utilibus quæ incumbit provida curis, Nec fortem ignotam, fecuraque gaudia ruris Rideat Ambitio, tumidove Superbia fastu Annales inopum quofcunque audire recuset.

9. Sceptri grande decus, generosæ ftirpis honores, Quicquid opes, aut forma dedit, commune fepul.

chrum Opprimit, et leti non evitabilis hora. Ducit laudis iter tantùm ad confinia mortis.

10.

Parcite fic tellure fitis (ita fata volebant)
Si nulla in Memori surgant Insignia Busto,
Quà longos per templi aditus, laqueataque tecta
Divinas iterare folent gravia organa laudes.

. 11.
Inscriptæne valent urna, fpirantiaque æra,
Ad sedes fugientem animam revocare reli&tas ?
Dicite, sollicitet cineres si fama repostos ?
Gloria li gelidas Fatorum mulceat Aures ?

Quis

8.

Let not Ambition mock their useful toil,

Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile, The short and simple annals of the poor.

g. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r,

And all that beauty, all that wealth c'er gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour.

The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

· 10. Nor you, ye Proud, impute to These the fault, '. .

If Mem'ry o’er their Tomb no Trophies raise, Where thro' the long drawn isle and fretted vault

The pealing anthem swells the note of praise,

11.

Can foried urn or animated bust

Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath?
Can Honour's voice provoke the filent dust,
Or Flatt'ry footh the dull cold ear of Death ?
: G5

Per

12.

12. Quis fcit, an hìc animus neglectâ in sede quiescat Quis prius incaluit cæleitis semine flammæ ? Quis scit, an hìc fceptro Manus haud indigna re.

cumbat, Quæve lyræ poterat magicum infpirâffe furorem ?

- 13.
Annales sed nulla suos His Mufa reclufit,
Dives opum variarum, et longo fertilis ævo :
Pauperies angusta sacros compescuit ignes,
Et vivos animi glaciavit frigore cursus.

14.
Sæpe coruscantes puro fulgore sub antris
Abdidit Oceanus, cæcoque in gurgite gemmas ;
Neglectus fæpe, in solis qui nafcitur agris,
Flos rubet, inque auras frustra disperdit odorem.

15. Hic aliquis fortè Hampdenus, qui pectore firmo Obftitit Imperio parvi in sua rura Tyranni, Miltonus tumulo rudis atque inglorius illo Dormiat, aut patrii Cromvellus sanguinis insons.

Eloquio

« ForrigeFortsett »