I. 1. For toils which patriots have endu… For treason quell’d and laws secur… In every nation Time displays The palm of honourable praise.

Not for themselves did human kind Contrive the parts by heaven assig… On life’s wide scene to play: Not Scipio’s force, nor Cæsar’s s… Can conquer glory’s arduous hill,

What, then, is taste but those int… Active and strong, and feeling ali… To each fine impulse? a discerning… Of decent and sublime, with quick… From things deformed, or disarrang…

Behold; the Balance in the sky Swift on the wintry scale inclines… To earthy caves the Dryads fly, And the bare pastures Pan resigns… Late did the farmer’s fork o’erspr…

The radiant ruler of the year At length his wintry goal attains; Soon to reverse the long career, And northward bend his steady rein… Now, piercing half Potosi’s heigh…

I. 1. Once more I join the Thespian cho… And taste the inspiring fount agai… O parent of the Grecian lyre, Admit me to thy powerful strain—

“— Videmus Nugari solitos.” —Persius Whilom by silver Thames’s gentle… In London town there dwelt a subt…

“ Optat quietem.”—Hor . While yet the world was young, and… Nor lurking fraud, nor tyrant rapi…

If rightly tuneful bards decide, If it be fix’d in love’s decrees, That beauty ought not to be tried But by its native power to please, Then tell me, youths and lovers, t…

If, yet regardful of your native l… Old Shakespeare’s tongue you deig… Lo, from the blissful bowers where… Instructive sages and unblemish’d… I come, the ancient founder of the…

With what attractive charms this g… Of nature touches the consenting h… Of mortal men; and what the pleasi… Which beauteous imitation thence d… To deck the poet’s, or the painter…

Meek honor, female shame, O! whither, sweetest offspring of… From Albion dost thou fly; Of Albion’s daughters once the fa… O beauty’s only friend,

Thou, heedless Albion, what, alas… Dost thou presume? O inexpert in… Yet vain of freedom, how dost thou… With dreams of hope, these near an… Thy splendid home, thy plan of law…

How thick the shades of evening cl… How pale the sky with weight of sn… Haste, light the tapers, urge the… And bid the joyless day retire. —Alas, in vain i try within