 | Poems on Several Occasions |  |
62
Epode II.
The pious mariner when first he sweepsThe foaming billows, and exalts his sails,
Propitiates ev'ry pow'r that rules the deeps,
Led by new hopes, and born by gentle gales.
So e'er the muse disus'd to sing,
Emblazons her fair Hero's praise:
(What time she wakes the trembling string,
Attemper'd to the vocal lays)
Prostrate in humble guise she bends,
While some celestial pow'r descends
To guide her airy flights along;
God of the silver bow, give ear;
(Whom Tenedos, and Chrysa fear)
Observant of the Song!
| Poems on Several Occasions | |