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On BACCHUS. Ode XIX.
Inspir'd by Bacchus he chants forth his Praises.
I BACCHUS on remotest Rocks did see
Teaching prime Verse, believ't, Posterity:
Nymphs did learn, Goat-footed, mute
Satyrs with ears acute.
Teaching prime Verse, believ't, Posterity:
Nymphs did learn, Goat-footed, mute
Satyrs with ears acute.
Evæ! my mind through sudden Horrour quakes,
Whilst troubled Joy, brest fill'd with BACCHUS shakes:
Evæ! Liber hold, suspend;
Through branch'd Spear reverend:
Whilst troubled Joy, brest fill'd with BACCHUS shakes:
Evæ! Liber hold, suspend;
Through branch'd Spear reverend:
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'Tis lawful now thy froward Priests to vaunt
That Fount of Wine, those Milky streams to chant
BACCHUS sends, and the Honey show
From hollow Trees doth flow.
That Fount of Wine, those Milky streams to chant
BACCHUS sends, and the Honey show
From hollow Trees doth flow.
That honour of thy blessed Spouse beside,
Added to th' Stars; Pentheus Roofs deride,
Tost by thee nor ruine small;
With Thrace, Licurgus fall.
Added to th' Stars; Pentheus Roofs deride,
Tost by thee nor ruine small;
With Thrace, Licurgus fall.
Thou bridlest Floods, thou barbarous Seas dost tame;
Thou (Wine-bedew'd) on desert Clifs dost frame
Churls toth' Biston Priestesses,
Strange Viper-knots for dress.
Thou (Wine-bedew'd) on desert Clifs dost frame
Churls toth' Biston Priestesses,
Strange Viper-knots for dress.
Thou when that vile Gigantick rout, one time
Thy Fathers Kingdom sought by Hills to clime
Rhæchus didst with Lyon paws
Repel and horrid Jaws.
Thy Fathers Kingdom sought by Hills to clime
Rhæchus didst with Lyon paws
Repel and horrid Jaws.
Though fitter much for Dancing Troop, for sport
And mirth affirm'd; nor canst so well Consort
Fighting ways; yet Arbiter
For peace or bloody war.
And mirth affirm'd; nor canst so well Consort
Fighting ways; yet Arbiter
For peace or bloody war.
Thee CERBERUS, when view'd, durst nought assail
(With golden Horn) but gently wag'd the Tail;
Thy departing Fleet (to this)
With treble Mouth did kiss.
(With golden Horn) but gently wag'd the Tail;
Thy departing Fleet (to this)
With treble Mouth did kiss.
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