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The beauteous goddess, that Æneas bore, | Your doubts to banisb, enter Fate's abode,
Foresaw it, and foreseeing did deplore;' .! A privilege to beav'nly powers allow'd;
For well she knew her hero's fate was nigh,' There shall you see the records grav'd in length,
Devoted by conspiring arms to die.

On ir'n and solid brass, with mighty strength;
Trembling, and pale, to every god she cry'd, Which Heav'n's and Earth's concussion shall en-
“ Behold, what deep and subtile arts are try'd, Maugre all shocks, eternal, and secure; (dare,
To end the last, the only branch that springs There, on perennial adamiant design'd,
From my lülus, and the Dardan kings !

The various fortunes of your race you'll fiod: How bent they are ! how desp'rate to destroy Well I have mark'd them, and will now relate All that is left me of unhappy Troy !

To thee the settled laws of future fate. Am I alone by fate ordain'd to know

He, goddess, for whose death the fates you blame, Uninterrupted care, and endless woe?

Has finish'd his determin'd course with fame:
Now from Tydides' spear I feel the wound: To thee, 'tis giv'n at lengtb, that he sball shine
Now Ilium's tow'rs the hostile flames surround: Among the gods, and grace the worshipp'd shrine:
Troy laid in dast, my exild sou I mourn,

His son to all bis greatness shall be heir,
Through angry seas and raging billows borne, And worthily succeed to empire's care :
O'er the wide deep his wand'ring course he bends; Ourself will lead his wars, resolv'd to aid
Now to the sullen shades of Styx descends; The brave avenger of his father's shade,
With Turnus drivin at last fierce wars to wage, To him its freedom Mutina shall owe,
Or rather with unpitying Juno's rage.

And Decias his auspicious conduct know:
But why record I now my ancient woes?

His dreadful powers shall shake Pharsalia's plain, Sense of past ills in present fears I lose;

And drench in gore Philippi's fields again : On me their points the impious daggers throw; A mighty leader, in Sicilia's flood Forbid it, gods, repel the direful blow:

Great Pompey's warlike son, shall be subdud: If by curs'd weapons Numa's priest expires, Ægypt's soft queen, adorn'd with fatal charins, No longer shall ye burn, ye vestal fires."

Shall mourn her soldiers' unsuccessful arms: While such complainings Cypria's grief disclose, Too late shall find her swelling hopes were rain, In each celestial breast compassion rose :

And know, that Rome o'er Memphis still must Not gods can alter fate's resistless will!

reign: Yet they foretold by signs th' approaching ill. What name I Afrie, or Nile's hidden head? Dreadful were heard, among the clouds, alarms For as both oceans roll, his power shall spread: Of echoing trumpets, and of clasbing arms; All the known earth to him shall homage pay, The Sun's pale image gave so faint a light, J. And the seas own his universal sway: That the sad Earth was almost veil'd in night; | When cruel war no more disturbs mankind, The ether's face with fiery meteors glow'd; To civil studies shall he bend his mind, With storms of hail were mingled drops of blood; | With equal justice guardian laws ordain, A dusky hue the morning star o'erspread,

And by his great example vice restrain. And the Moon's orb was stajn'd with spots of red; | Where will his bounty or his goodness end? In every place portentous shrieks were heard, To times unborn his gen'rous views extend; The fatal warnings of th' infernal bird;

| The virtues of his heir our praise engage, In ev'ry place the marble melts to tears;

And promise blessings to the coming age : While in the groves, rever'd through length of Late shall he in his kindred orbs be plac'd, years,

With Pylian years, and crowded honours gracid. Boding and awful sounds the ear invade,

Mean-time, your hero's fleeting spirit bear, And solemn music warbles through the shade ; Fresh from his wounds, and change it to a star: No victim can atone the impious age,

So shall great Julius rites divine assume, No sacrifice the wrathful gods assuage;

And from the skies eternal smile on Rome." Dire wars and civil fury threat the state;

This spoke, the goddess to the sepate few; And every omen points out Cæsar's fate;

Where her fair form conceal'd from mortal view, Around each hallow'd shrine, and sacred dome, Her Cæsar's heav'nly part she made ber care, Night-howling dogs disturb the peaceful gloom; Nor left the recent soul to waste to air; Their silent seats the wand'ring shades forsake, But bore it upwards to its native skies: And fearful tremblings the rock'd city shake. Glowing with new-boru fires she saw it rise;

Yet could not, by these prodigies, be broke Forth springing from her bosom op it flew, The plotted charm, or staid the fatal stroke; And kindling, as it soar'd, a comet grew: Their swords th' assassins in the temple draw; Above the lunar sphere it took its flight, Their murd'ring hands nor gods nor temples and shot behind it a long trail of light.

awe; This sacred place their bloody weapons stain,

THE REIGN OF AUGUSTUS, IN WHICH OFID FLOTAnd virtue falls, before the altar slain.

RISHED 'Twas now fair Cypria, with ber woes opprest, In raging anguish smote her heav'nly breast; Thus rais'd, his glorious offspring Julius riewd. Wild with distracting fears, the goddess try'd Beneficently great, and scattering good; Her hero in th’ etherial cloud to hide,

Deeds, that his own surpass'd, with joy bebek, The cloud, which youthful Paris did conceal, And bis large heart dilates to be excell'd. When Menelaus urg'd the threat'ning steel; What though this prince refuses to receive The cloud, which once deceiv'd Tydides sight, | The pref'rence, which his juster subjects gire; And sav'd Æneas in th' unequal fight.

Fame uncontroll'd, that no restraint obeys, When Jove-" In vain, fair daughter, you essay | The homage, shunn'd by modest virtue, pays, To o'er-rule destiny's unconquer'd sway:

And proves disloyal only in bis praise.

Though great his sire, him greater we proclaim: O grant, that day may claim our sorrows late, So Atreus yields to Agamemnon's fame;

When lov'd Augustus shall submit to fate, Achilles so superior honours won,

Visit those seats where gods and heroes dwell, And Peleus must submit to Peleus' son ;

And leave, in tears, the world he rul'd so well! Examples yet more poble to disclose, So Saturn was eclips'd, when Jove to empire rose;

THE POET CONCLUDES. Jove rules the Heav'ns, the Earth Augustus sways; I Each claims a monarch's, and a father's praise. The work is finish’d, which nor dreads the Celestials, who for Rome your cares employ;

rage Ye gods, who guarded the remains of Troy; Of tempests, fire, or war, or wasting age; Ye native gods, here born and fix'd by fate; Come, soon or late, death's undetermin's day, Quirinus, founder of the Roman state; :

This mortal being only can decay; O parent Mars, from whom Quirinus sprung; My nobler part, my fame, shall reach the skies, Chaste Vesta, Cæsar's houshold gods among And to late times with blooming honours rise : Most sacred held ; domestic Phæbus, thou Wbate'er th' unbounded Roinan power obeys, To whom with Vesta chaste alike we bow;

All climes and nations shall record my praise : Great guardian of the high Tarpeian rock; If’tis, allow'd to poets to divine, And all ye povers whom poets may inroke; One half of round eternity is mine.

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