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 Works of Horace In English Verse | ||
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ODE XXXVI. On the Return of Numida from Spain.
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'Tis just, 'tis joyful, now to payTo each auspicious guardian God
Of Numida, the Heifer's votive Blood;
With Frankincense, and many a tuneful Lay.
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He, from Iberia's farthest ShoreReturn'd, of all his lov'd Compeers
Clasps Lamia most, with whom his youthful Years
He spent, and first the Gown of Manhood wore.
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Then mark this happy Day with White!And Casks of generous Liquor bring;
Advancing, ceaseless, in a jovial Ring,
Beat quick the Ground, and form the Salian Rite.
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Bassus shall Damalis o'ercome,And drain the Goblet at a Draught:
To chear the Feast be long-liv'd Parsley brought,
Join'd with the Rose and Lilly's transient Bloom.
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Now all the Youths, inflam'd with Wine,With gloating Eyes your Mistress view;
But Damalis, to her new Lover true,
Hangs on his Neck, as Ivy clasps the Vine.
J. D.
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