Medulla Poetarum Romanorum Or, the Most Beautiful and Instructive Passages of the Roman Poets. Being a Collection, (Disposed under proper Heads,) Of such Descriptions, Allusions, Comparisons, Characters, and Sentiments, as may best serve to shew the Religion, Learning, Politicks, Arts, Customs, Opinions, Manners, and Circumstances of the Antients. With Translations of the same in English Verse. By Mr. Henry Baker |
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Joy Publick.
Loud Shouts of Joy, and glad Applauses rise,
Ring round the Shores, and eccho to the Skies.—
Ring round the Shores, and eccho to the Skies.—
The hallowed Fires on ev'ry Altar shine,
And grateful Off'rings load each sacred Shrine:
Proud Victims fall, their Horns with Ribbons bound,
And tincture with their Blood the holy Ground.
Athens ne'er knew so general a Joy:
Feasting and Mirth does every Soul employ:
Promiscuously the Peers and People dine,
Promiscuously their thankful Voices join,
In Songs of Wit, sublim'd by sprightly Wine.—
And grateful Off'rings load each sacred Shrine:
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And tincture with their Blood the holy Ground.
Athens ne'er knew so general a Joy:
Feasting and Mirth does every Soul employ:
Promiscuously the Peers and People dine,
Promiscuously their thankful Voices join,
In Songs of Wit, sublim'd by sprightly Wine.—
—Transported Troy
Forgot her Woes, and gave a loose to Joy:
Threw wide her Gates, and pour'd forth all her Train,
To view th' abandon'd Camp, and empty Plain.—
Forgot her Woes, and gave a loose to Joy:
Threw wide her Gates, and pour'd forth all her Train,
To view th' abandon'd Camp, and empty Plain.—
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