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To MERCURY. Ode X.
Whom he praises from his Eloquence, his Parents, his invention of the Harp, and Wrastling, with his great furtive Subtilty.
Atlas Grandchild, sweet MERCURY,
Who ruder Minds of old did'st frame
(Smooth-tongu'd) by Voice with industry
Taught Wrastlers Game.
Who ruder Minds of old did'st frame
(Smooth-tongu'd) by Voice with industry
Taught Wrastlers Game.
Thee will I sing, the Envoy to JOVE,
To th' Gods; Harps Parent chief allow'd;
Strong-brain'd when sportful Stealth does move
Some Prize to shroud.
To th' Gods; Harps Parent chief allow'd;
Strong-brain'd when sportful Stealth does move
Some Prize to shroud.
PHÆBUS, when scar'd (unquiver'd then)
Thee turn'd a Boy, till hid by guile
ADMETUS Beasts thou brought'st agen,
Pastor did smile.
Thee turn'd a Boy, till hid by guile
ADMETUS Beasts thou brought'st agen,
Pastor did smile.
Guide thou, rich PRIAM for his Son
Left Troy, th' ACRIDES both bereav'd,
Greeks watchful Fires (through which did run)
Cruel Tents deceiv'd.
Left Troy, th' ACRIDES both bereav'd,
Greeks watchful Fires (through which did run)
Cruel Tents deceiv'd.
Thou pious Souls in blisful Bow'rs
Do'st place, light Croud restraining though
With Golden rod; pleasing to th' Pow'rs
Above, below.
Do'st place, light Croud restraining though
With Golden rod; pleasing to th' Pow'rs
Above, below.
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