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To Himself. Ode XXXIV.
He seems troubled after some Prodigies, that following the Epicureans, he had less devoutly served the Gods.
I of the Gods late slothful Worshipper,
Whilst Frantick stray'd through sensual Wisdom far
Am compelled mow, by force,
To turn my Sails and former course
Whilst Frantick stray'd through sensual Wisdom far
Am compelled mow, by force,
To turn my Sails and former course
To steer again: for th' Author of the Light,
Rending thick Clouds with fiery Flash and bright,
Charret oft through purest Air
Hath drove with thundring Steeds held rare:
Rending thick Clouds with fiery Flash and bright,
Charret oft through purest Air
Hath drove with thundring Steeds held rare:
Whilst stupid Earth and wandring streams did quake;
Yea th' horrid Doors of Tenarus dire Lake,
Sticks beneath, with Atlas-bound.
God can exchange base things from ground,
Yea th' horrid Doors of Tenarus dire Lake,
Sticks beneath, with Atlas-bound.
God can exchange base things from ground,
With most sublime; does draw forth things obscure
Whilst darkens splendid Ones, their heights unsure:
Fortune oft with mournful noise
Robs these, gives those a favour'd Choice.
Whilst darkens splendid Ones, their heights unsure:
Fortune oft with mournful noise
Robs these, gives those a favour'd Choice.
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