Eidyllia or, miscellaneous poems; On losing Milton: an Ode. To Isabella: an Ode. The Fair Matron: an Ode. Virtue's Expostulation: an Ode. To Adversity: an Ode. Philocles: a Monody. The Muses triumphant over Venus: a Tale. With a hint to the British Poets. By the Author of Animadversions upon the Reverend Doctor Brown's three essays on the Characteristicks; and of a Criticism on the late Reverend Mr Holland's Sermons [by Robert Colvill] |
Eidyllia | ||
Upon losing Milton's Paradise Lost,
at Luss situate upon Loch-Lomond at the foot of Ben-Lowman and a group of other vast mountains:
An ODE.
Fool that I was! My Milton lost!
Old Homer's youngest son!
Old Homer's youngest son!
Luss! be for ever sunk beneath
Ben's horrors pil'd around.
Ben's horrors pil'd around.
Sun's 'livening ray ne'er pierce thy gloom.
Thy hideous deep be drain'd.
Thy hideous deep be drain'd.
Fishes to devilish snakes be turn'd:
Boatman to Cerberus.
Boatman to Cerberus.
Mouth of the hellish gulf be thou:
Its mortal damp thy air.
Its mortal damp thy air.
All o'er thy plains Vulcanos thick
Their burning sands disgorge.
Their burning sands disgorge.
Birds never warble chearful note;
Nor roam the humming bee.
Nor roam the humming bee.
Herds never graze, nor sheep, nor goats;
Nor human voice be heard.
Nor human voice be heard.
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Crags other echo ne'er repeat
Than dismal Furies' yell.
Than dismal Furies' yell.
Mercury laugh'd; and jeering cried,
I Milton from thee filch'd.
I Milton from thee filch'd.
So did Apollo bid; and, see!
For thee a laurel holds.
For thee a laurel holds.
Eidyllia | ||