Medulla Poetarum Romanorum Or, the Most Beautiful and Instructive Passages of the Roman Poets. Being a Collection, (Disposed under proper Heads,) Of such Descriptions, Allusions, Comparisons, Characters, and Sentiments, as may best serve to shew the Religion, Learning, Politicks, Arts, Customs, Opinions, Manners, and Circumstances of the Antients. With Translations of the same in English Verse. By Mr. Henry Baker |
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Thanks.
O you, who only with Compassion see
Troy's endless Toils, receive Us for Allies,
And in this City yield a safe Retreat
To Us, the Reliques of the Greeks, fatigu'd
With all the Hazards of the Land, and Sea,
Of all Things indigent: Due Thanks to pay
Is not in Us, nor whatsoe'er remains
Of Trojan Race dispers'd thro' all the World.
The Gods to You (if Virtue be their Care,
And any Justice yet remain) the Gods,
And your own Mind self conscious of the Right,
Equal Rewards shall give.—
Troy's endless Toils, receive Us for Allies,
And in this City yield a safe Retreat
To Us, the Reliques of the Greeks, fatigu'd
With all the Hazards of the Land, and Sea,
Of all Things indigent: Due Thanks to pay
Is not in Us, nor whatsoe'er remains
Of Trojan Race dispers'd thro' all the World.
The Gods to You (if Virtue be their Care,
And any Justice yet remain) the Gods,
And your own Mind self conscious of the Right,
Equal Rewards shall give.—
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Your Favours great, and numerous, conferr'd
On me, fair Queen, you justly may recount,
Nor shall I once deny: nor e'er forget
Eliza, while I'm mindful of my self:
While Life inspires this Frame.—
On me, fair Queen, you justly may recount,
Nor shall I once deny: nor e'er forget
Eliza, while I'm mindful of my self:
While Life inspires this Frame.—
Bacchus, Quirinus, and the Sons of Jove,
Whose Virtues rais'd them to the Gods above,
Whilst here they liv'd, check'd War's destructive Rage,
Built Towns, made Laws, and civiliz'd the Age;
Complain'd that from the very Times they serv'd,
They met far less Respect than they deserv'd.—
Whose Virtues rais'd them to the Gods above,
Whilst here they liv'd, check'd War's destructive Rage,
Built Towns, made Laws, and civiliz'd the Age;
Complain'd that from the very Times they serv'd,
They met far less Respect than they deserv'd.—
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