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Quin age, pande Sinus: aliis nova gaudia quære
Artibus; explora quid amabile præbeat Auris,
Hærentes si forte sua dulcedine curas
Mufica dispellat; si Carmina blanda dolores
Eripiant Animo. Cecinerunt sæpe Poetæ
Ipsa lyræ cantu mansuescere corda Ferarum;
Hoc suadente, Lupos torvum posuisse furorem
Spumantefque Urfas; ad carmina stare Leones
Attentos pendente juba; Lyncasque stupentes
Irarutn oblitos, Citharædi lambere crura.
An tribuit Natura Feris minus aspera Corda?
Nonne etiam nostræ mulcentur carmine Curæ?

Ut dederam mandata, ad partes consona Turba
Quisque suas properat; resonantia temperat Æra
Dulce melos Citharæ: tenuem dat Dorica vocem
Tibia lene sonans; reddit grave buccina murmur;
Et misto raucarum una clangore Tubarum
Suavius argutos modulatur Fistula cantus.
Mane agiles Numeri lentum excuflere Soporem;
Exortum cecinere diem, Solemque recentem:
Et sera optatas cum Nox induxerat umbras,
Suaserunt faciles molli dulcedine Somnos:
Necquicquam: ipsa novo pertentant Carmina.luctu

Ægrum

Yet take thy Bent, my Soul; another Sense
Indulge; add Music to Magnificence:
Eflay, if Harmony may Grief controll;
Or Pow'r of Sound prevail upon the Soul.
Often our Seers and Poets have confest,
That Music's Force can tame the furious Beast;
Can make the Wolf, or foaming Boar restrain
His Rage: the Lion drop his crested Main,
Attentive to the Song; the Lynx forget
His Wrath to Man, and lick the Minstrels Feet.
Are we, alas! more savage yet than these?
Else Music sure may human Cares appease.

I spake my Purpose; and the chearful Choir
Parted their shares of Harmony.; the Lyre
Soften'd the Timbrel's Noise: the Trumpet's Sound
Provokd the Dorian Flute (both sweeter found
When mix'd:) the Fife the Viols Notes resin'd;
And ev'ry Strength with ev'ry Grace was join'd.
Each Morn they wak'd Me with a sprightly Lay:
Of opening Heav'n they Sung, and gladsome Day.
Each Evening their repeated Skill express'd
Scenes of Repose, and Images of Rest:
Yet still in vain; for Music gather'd Thought:

B B

Ægrum Animum, & tacitis curis fomenta ministrant.
Lætus qurppe Sonus silo leviore resultans
Ocyus it, summamque fugax prælabitur aurem;
Chorda gravis ferit ima animi, moestumque dolorem
Incutit, atque altum figit sub pectore vulnus.

Jamque agitans mæste mecum, quam languet ocelli
Jmbecilla acies, vidi; quam incerta vagatur,
Utque novas quærit species spernitque paratas
Instabilis; piget heu! pigei advertifle, fed aurem
Adverti miseram fiinili languescere morbo;
111a etiam inconstans, brevibus satiata sonorum
Deliciis, fugit auditos, optatque recentes.

Continuo Juvenes cultos fe adjungere leolis Virginibus juffi, numerifque aptare Choreas. Frustra! Compositos redeuntesque ordine certo Culpabam motus, pasifofque infana querebar Jura pedes: Artem observans Natura magistram Imperio indecori paret, turpique laborat Servitio; Indignor tantum potuifle protervi Artificis digitos agiles, nervumque fonantem.

Pro

But how unequal the Effects it brought?
The soft Ideas of the chearful Note,
Lightly receiv'd, were easily forgot:
The solemn Violence of the graver Sound
Knew to strike deep, and leave a lasting Wound.

And now reflecting, I with Grief descry
The sickly Lust of the fantastic Eye;
How the weak Organ is with Seeing cloy'd,
Flying e'er Night what it at Noon enjoy'd.
And now (unhappy Search of Thought!) I found
The fickle Ear soon glutted with the Sound,
Condemn'd eternal Changes to pursue,
Tir'd with the last, and eager of the New.

I bad the Virgins and the Youth advance, To temper Music with the sprightly Dance. In Vain! too low the Mimic-Motions seem: What takes our Heart, must merit our Esteem. Nature, I thought, performs too mean a Part, Forming her Movements to the Rules of Art; And vex'd I found, that the Musician's Hand Had o'er the Dancer's Mind too great Command.

Indulsi Cyathis; rabies mera; clamor ineptus, Vanaque lætitiæ raptim fugientis Imago. Credulus ah nimium! speravi pocula mæstum Posse animum lenire, atrasque avertere Curas. Post Ludos sera jam nocte licentius actos Incertus Sopor, interruptaque Somnia tnrbant; Jamque ubi mane novo radiis victricibus alma Dispulerat Ratio simulacra fugacia noctis; Quid facere & sari suaserunt pocula, mecum Volvi animo; quales & quo de fonte Lepores Fluxerunt, reputans. Risus, Jocus ille, solutos Qui movit, læta circum plaudente corona, Forsitan Ingenii nugis ab inanibus ortum Duxerat, ambiguo lusu, vel imagine falsa, Improbulisve lyræ numeris, cantuque protervo, Casta quibus metuat violari sordibus auris. Forsitan heu! nimium lepidos movere cachinnos Infelix Vitium, incauti Jevis Error Amici, Quæque palam sari Sapiens & Candid us ultro Parceret, & densa velaret honestius umbra.

Quinetiam insidis Cyathis conserta malorum Agmina cæca latent; hinc linguæ effusa Venena Præcipitis, yanis nunquam revocanda querelis.

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