Poems on Several Occasions | ||
Io Triumphe! Io Pæans sing!
Let the glad News to great Edina ring!
Behold, my Friends, behold a Tun of Wine—
(An annual Income for the Northern Nine!)
Twice Fifty Pounds!—Now, greet my State with Odes:
Let George and Walpole, rise o'er modern Gods,
To George, to Walpole, consecrate your Lays:
But mine be all your Hailings, and the Bays.
Let the glad News to great Edina ring!
Behold, my Friends, behold a Tun of Wine—
(An annual Income for the Northern Nine!)
Twice Fifty Pounds!—Now, greet my State with Odes:
Let George and Walpole, rise o'er modern Gods,
To George, to Walpole, consecrate your Lays:
But mine be all your Hailings, and the Bays.
Poems on Several Occasions | ||