The Works of Horace In English Verse By several hands. Collected and Published By Mr. Duncombe. With Notes Historical and Critical |
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The Same Ode Imitated.
To the Pen, employed in writing Sermons.
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O thou! whose Nip the trivial StrainOf amorous Bard shall ne'er profane,
To-morrow shall the Pulpit see
A beauteous Prospect drawn by Thee;
And Honey from the sacred Rock,
Instill'd by Thee, shall chear my Flock.
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Tho' now, in thoughtless Sports and Play,The Wantons pass the jocund Day,
Soon shalt Thou fill each vacant Mind
With Pleasures of a nobler kind,
And, calm'd by thy persuasive Lore,
Their Passions shall rebell no more.
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Thou art the friendly Crook, that leadsMy fainting Sheep to dewy Meads:
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To fertile Fields, and purer Air;
And, safe from Wolves, with Transport stray,
Where Streams of living Waters play.
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Thy deathless Praises shall inspireSome Poet with a Preacher's Fire;
While I those fluttering Feathers sing,
That tremble o'er the sable Spring;
From whence, with swift but silent Tide,
O'er snow-white Leaves thy Waters glide.
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