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Φωνάντα συνετοίσιν ες
Δε το σαν ερμηνέων χατίζε.

PINDAR, Olymp. II.

D 2

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When the Author first published this and the fol

lowing Ode, he was advised, even by his Friends,

to subjoin fome few explanatory Notes ; but had

too much respect for the understanding of his

Readers to take that liberty,

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Awake, my glory: awake, lute and harp.

David's Psalms,

Pindar styles his own poetry with its musical accompanyments, Αίολης μολπή, Αιόλιδες χορδαί, Αιολίδων πνοαι άυλών, Eolian fong, Æolian strings, the breath of the Æolian Hute.

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The laughing fowers, that round them blow,

Drink life and fragrance as they flow.

Now the rich stream of music winds along

Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong,

Thro' verdant vales, and Ceres' golden reign :

Now rowling down the steep amain,

Headlong, impetuous, see it pour :

The rocks, and nodding groves rebellow to the roar.

The subject and simile, as usual with Pindar, are united. The various sources of poetry, which gives life and lustre to all it touches, are here described ; its quiet majeftic progress enriching every subject (otherwise dry and barren) with a pomp of diction and luxuriant harmony of numbers; and its more rapid and irresistible course, when swoln and burried away by the conflict of tumultuous passions.

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Oh! Sovereign of the willing soul,

Parent of sweet and folemn-breathing airs,

Enchanting shell ! the fullen Cares,

And frantic Passions hear thy soft controul.

On Thracia's hills the Lord of War,

Has curb'd the fury of his car,

And drop'd his thirsty lance at thy command.

* Perching on the scept'red hand

i Power of harmony to ealm the turbulent fallies of the foul. The thoughts are borrowed from the first Pythian of Pindar.

* This is a weak imitation of some incomparable lines in the same Ode.

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