The Probationary Odes of Jonathan Pindar, Esq A cousin of Peter's, and candidate for the post of Poet Laureat to the C. U. S. In two parts |
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ODE XII.
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ODE XII.
TO ECHO.
Jonathan most musically invoketh Echo; inviteth her to the City, and to the Honours of the sitting in Congress.
He rav'd and rais'd as heavy a coil as
Stout Hercules for loss of Hylas,
That Echo from the hollow ground
His doleful wailings did resound.
Hudie.
Stout Hercules for loss of Hylas,
That Echo from the hollow ground
His doleful wailings did resound.
Hudie.
Sweet Echo! lovely Nymph, that haunt, unseen,
The lonely forest, and the darksome dell,
The dreary cavern and the vaulted cell,
And tottering tower hung with ivy green;
Silent amidst the solitary scene,
Where the lone screetch-owl loves to dwell;
Responsive only to her fearful screams,
Or neighbouring steeple's solemn knell,
What time the flitting meteor gleams,
Or strikes the village clock the midnight bell.
The lonely forest, and the darksome dell,
The dreary cavern and the vaulted cell,
And tottering tower hung with ivy green;
Silent amidst the solitary scene,
Where the lone screetch-owl loves to dwell;
Responsive only to her fearful screams,
Or neighbouring steeple's solemn knell,
What time the flitting meteor gleams,
Or strikes the village clock the midnight bell.
O quit thy lonely haunts, and come to town,
Nor dread another Swain's neglect!
Such treatment ne'er again expect,
Since, now, thy modest merit's fully known.
The tails of sentences, alone,
No more shalt thou alliterate;
As when you wooed Narcissus fair,
Or chid stout Orsin, bellowing for his bear;
But flippant as a modern female grown,
In Congress shalt thou take thy seat,
And speeches, there, an hour long repeat.
Nor dread another Swain's neglect!
Such treatment ne'er again expect,
Since, now, thy modest merit's fully known.
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No more shalt thou alliterate;
As when you wooed Narcissus fair,
Or chid stout Orsin, bellowing for his bear;
But flippant as a modern female grown,
In Congress shalt thou take thy seat,
And speeches, there, an hour long repeat.
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