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ELEGIAC VERSES.

HORACE, BOOK I. ODE 24.

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Freely to grief indulge the reins:
In mourning for a friend so dear
What bounds are placed? what weakness can appear?
Begin, Melpomene, the mournful strains;
The Muse to whom thy sovereign sire
A silver voice vouchsafes, and sadly pleasing lyre.

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And must an endless sleep his eyelids bind?
Where shall the Virtues now his equal find?
Whither for shelter shall repair
Firm Faith, Astræa's near ally,
And Truth, without adorning, fair,
And unaffected Modesty?

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He fell lamented and deplored by all;
And most, O bard divine, by thee;
Who, vainly pious, on the gods dost call
Thy friend from death's embrace to free,
To' unbind the fix'd decrees of changeless destiny.

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Could thee the Muse with sweeter sounds inspire
Than flow'd from Thracian Orpheus' magic lyre,
When savages around did throng,
And forests listen to his song;
Thou couldst not to the lifeless warmth restore,
That image of a man could breathe no more.

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When once on earth we cease to live,
Led to the shades by Hermes' rod,
No prayers can purchase a reprieve,
Or soften the relentless god.
What, then, but patience does remain?
That sole relief of each avoidless pain:
Since what is past is past, 'tis fruitless to complain.