Memoirs of the Life of Barton Booth ... With his Character. To which are added Several Poetical Pieces, Written by Himself, viz. Translations from Horace, Songs, Odes, &c. To which is likewise annexed, the Case of Mr. Booth's last illness, and what was observ'd (particularly with regard to the Quick-Silver found in his Intestines) upon the Opening of his Body, in the Presence of Sir Hans Sloan by Mr. Alexander Small, Surgeon. Publish'd by an Intimate Acquaintance of Mr. Booth, By Consent of his Widow |
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The xxxivth ODE of the First Book of Horace, Imitated.
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The xxxivth ODE of the First Book of Horace, Imitated.
By wild Philosophy misled,Regardless of the Gods, too long I stray'd.
Urg'd by Impulse Divine, at length I mourn
My Crimes, and to Religion's sacred Rites return.
Mark the blue Light'ning from Jove's fiery Carr!
Sedate he drives his thund'ring Steeds from far!
Swift through the bursting Clouds and flaming Air!
Earth, our dull Mother, groans; the River-Gods,
Confounded, tremble in their deep Abodes!
From their broad Base upheav'd, the lofty Mountains bow;
Ev'n Hell's Foundations feel the dreadful Blow.
Headlong amidst the base-born Croud,
He flings the Haughty, and the Proud;
Now lifts the Lowly high in Air!
Now sinks the Mighty in Despair!
Sudden, he seizes on the Tyrant's Crown,
And bids another fill the vacant Throne!
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