"Thou from oblivion shalt the hero save ; "Shalt rife, revive, immortalize the brave. "To thee, the Dardan Prince shall owe his fame ;- The Father, now, within his fpacious hands, ON ON MRS. ARABELLA HUNT, SINGING. LE IRREGULAR OD E. I. ET all be hush'd, each softeft motion ceafe, Be every loud tumultuous thought at peace, And every ruder gafp of breath Be calm, as in the arms of death. And thou, moft fickle, moft uneafy part, Be ftill; gently, ah leave, Thou bufy, idle thing, to heave. Let me be all, but my attention, dead. Come, áll II. ye love-fick maids and wounded fwains, And listen to her healing strains. A wondrous balm between her lips she wears, Of fovereign force to soften cares; And And this through every ear she can impart (By tuneful breath diffus'd) to every heart. Swiftly the gentle charmer flies, And to the tender grief foft air applies, Which, warbling myftic founds, Your very tendereft moving fighs forbear, III. And lo! Silence himself is here; An ancient figh he fits upon, Whofe memory of found is long fince gone, Like a thin mantle, ferves to wrap In fluid folds his vifionary shape. A wreath of darkness round his head he wears, IV. But IV. But hark! the heavenly sphere turns round, And Silence now is drown'd In ecstasy of found. How on a fudden the still air is charm'd, And every foul, with transport fill'd, And with what speed and care Defcending angels cull the thinneft air! Leave your lov'd mansions in the sky, And hither, quickly hither fly. Your lofs of heaven nor fhall you need to fear; While fhe fings, 'tis heaven here. V. See how they crowd, fee how the little cherubs skip! While others fit around her mouth, and fip Sweet Hallelujahs from her lip, Thofe lips, where in furprise of blifs they rove; For ne'er before did angels tafte So exquifite a feast, Of mufic and of love. Her voice, which next to yours is most divine. Blefs Blefs the glad earth with heavenly lays, And to that pitch th' eternal accents raise, Which only breath infpir'd can reach, To notes, which only she can learn, and you can teach: Of all, of all, but of the present happiness: PRIAM'S |