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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The Same Ode Imitated.
[Beville! who with your Friend would roam]
By Mr. Marriott, Fellow of Trinity-Hall, Cambridge.
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Beville! who with your Friend would roamFar from your England's happier Home,
Should e'er the Fates that Friend detain
In gayer France, or graver Spain:
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Know, all my Wish is to retreat,When Age shall quench my youthful Heat,
In Kentish Shades sweet Peace to find,
And leave the Sons of Care behind.
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But should this pleasing Hope be vain,May I fair Windsor's Seat attain,
Where Loddon's gentle Waters glide,
And Flocks adorn its flowery Side!
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Sweet Groves! I love your silent Shades,Your russet Lawns, and opening Glades.
With fam'd Italia's Plains may vye
Your fertile Fields, and healthful Sky.
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Here, let our Eve of Life be spent;Here, Friend shall live with Friend content:
Here, in cold Earth, my Limbs be laid;
And here, your generous Tear be paid.
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