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Who cafts thy mangled ears and nose a prey
To hungry dogs, and lops the man away.

Anon from Heaven a fad reverfe he feels:
Untaught to bear, 'gainst Heaven the wretch rebels.

While with indignant fcorn he sternly fpoke, 100 For man is changeful, as his blifs of woe;

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Too high when profperous, when diftrefs'd to low.
stands,There was a day, when with the fcornful great 165
I fwell'd in pomp and arrogance of state;
Proud of the power that to high birth belongs;
And us'd that power to justify my wrongs.
Then let not man be proud; but, firm of mind,
Bear the best humbly, and the worst refign'd: 170
Be dumb when Heaven afflicts! unlike yon train
Of haughty fpoilers, infolently vain;
Who make their queen and all her wealth a prey;
But vengeance and Ulyffes wing their way.
Oh may'ft thou, favour'd by fome guardian Power,
Far, far be diftant in that deathful hour!
For fure I am, if ftern Ulyffes breathe,
These lawless riots end in blood and death.

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In every joint the trembling Irus fhook;
Now front to front each frowning champion
And poifes high in air his adverfe hands.
The chief yet doubts, or to the fhades below
To fell the giant at one vengeful blow,
Or fave his life; and foon his life to fave
The king refolves, for Mercy fways the brave.
That inftant Irus his huge arm extends,
Full on the shoulder the rude weight defcends:
The fage Ulyffes, fearful to difclofe
The hero latent in the man of woes,
Check'd half his might; yet rifing to the stroke,
His jaw-bone dafh'd, the crashing jaw-bone broke:
Down dropp'd he ftupid from the stunning wound;
His feet, extended, quivering beat the ground; 115
His mouth and noftrils fpout a purple flood;
His teeth, all fhatter'd, rufh inmix'd with blood.
The peers tranfported, as outstretch'd he lies,
With burfts of laughter rend the vaulted skies!

Then to the Gods the rofy juice he pours,
And the drain'd goblet to the chief restores.
Stung to the foul, o'ercaft with holy dread,
He fhook the graceful honours of his head;

Then dragg'd along, ali bleeding from the wound,His boding mind the future woe foreftalls;

His length of carcafe trailing prints the ground;
Rais'd on his feet, again he reels, he falls,
Till propp'd, reclining on the palace walls:
Then to his hand a staff the victor gave,
And thus with juft reproach addrefs'd the flave: 125
There, terrible, affright the dogs, and reign
A dreaded tyrant o'er the bestial train!
'But mercy to the poor and stranger show,
Left Heaven in vengeance fend fome mightier woe.
Scornful he spoke, and o'er his fhoulder flung130
The broad-patch'd fcrip; the ferip in tatters hung
Ill join'd, and knotted to a twisted thong.
Then, turning fhort, difdain'd a further stay;
But to the palace measur'd back the way.
There as he rested, gathering in a ring
The peers with fmiles addrefs'd ́their unknown
king:

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Stranger, may Jove and all th' aerial Powers,
With every bleffing crown thy happy hours!
Our freedom to thy prowess'd arm we owe
From bold intrusion of thy coward foe:
Inftant the flying fail the flave fhall wing
To Echetus, the monster of a king.
While pleas'd he hears, Antinous bears the food,
A kid's well fatted entrails, rich with blood:
The bread from canisters of fhining mold
Amphinous; and wines that laugh in gold:
And, eh! (he mildly cries) may Heaven difplay
A beam of glory o'er thy future day!
Alas! the brave too oft is doom'd to bear
The gripes of poverty, and stings of care.

To whom with thought mature the king
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In vain! by great Telemachus he falls,
For Pallas feals his doom: all fad he turns
To join the peers; resumes his throne, and mourns.
Mean while Minerva with instinctive fires
Thy foul, Penelope, from Heaven infpires:
With flattering hopes the fuitors to betray,
And seem to meet, yet fly, the bridal day:
Thy husband's wonder, and thy fan's, to raife;
And crown the mother and the wife with praife.
Then, while the ftreaming forrow dims her eyes,
Thus with a tranfient smile the matron cries;
Eurynomè! to go where riot reigns

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I feel an impulfe, though my foul difdains;
To my lov'd fon the fnates of death to show,
And in the traitor-friend unmask the foe;
Who, fmooth of tongue, in purpose infincere,
Hides fraud in fmiles, while death is ambush'd
there.

Go, warn thy fon, nor be the warning vain,
(Reply'd the fagest of the royal train)

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140 But bath'd, anointed, and adorn'd, defcend;
Powerful of charms, bid every grace attend;
The tide of flowing tears awhile fupprefs;
Tears but indulge the forrow, not reprefs.
Some joy remains: to thee a fon is given,
Such as, in fondness, parents ask of Heaven.
Ah me! forbear, returns the queen, forbear;
Oh! talk not, talk not of vain beauty's care; 310
No more I bathe, since he no longer fees
Those charms, for whom alone I wish to please.
The day that bore Ulyffes from this coaft,
Blafted the little bloom these cheeks could boast.
But inftant bid Autonoè defcend,
Inftant Hippodamè our steps attend;
Ill fuits it female virtue to be seen
Alone, indecent, in the walks of men.

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The tongue fpeaks wifely, when the foul is wife;
Such was thy father! in imperial state,
Great without vice, that oft attends the great:
Nor from the fire art thou, the fon, declin'd; 155
Then hear my words, and, grave them in thy
mind!

Of all that breathes, or groveling creeps on earth,
Most vain is man! calamitous by birth:
To day, with power elate, in ftrength he blooms;
The haughty creature on that power prefumes: 160

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In her love darting eyes awakes the fires,
(Immortal gifts! to kindle foft defires)
From limb to limb an air majestic sheds,
And the pure ivory o'er her bosom spreads.
Such Venus fhines, when with a measur'd bound
She fmoothly gliding swims th' harmonious round
When with the Graces in the dance the moves,
And fires the gazing Gods with ardent loves.

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Then to the skies her flight Minerva bends,
And to the queen the damfel-train defcends;
Wak'd at their steps, her flowing eyes unclofe; 235
The tear the wipes, and thus renews her woes:

Howe'er 'tis well that fleep awhile can free,
With foft forgetfulness, a wretch like me;
Oh! were it given to yield this tranfient breath,'
Send, O Diana, fend the fleep of death :
Why must I waste a tedious life in tears,
Nor bury in the filent grave my cares?
O my Ulyffes! ever honour'd name!

For thee 1 mourn, till death diffolves my frame.
Thus wailing, flow and fadly the defcends,
On either hand a damfel-train attends :
Full where the dome its fhining valves expands,
Radiant before the gazing peers fshe stands;
A veil, translucent o'er her brow display'd,
Her beauty feenis, and only feems, to fhade:
Sudden the lightens in their dazzled eyes,
And fudden flames in every bofom rife;
They fend their eager fouls with every look,
Till filence thus th' imperial matron broke:

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In rival crowds conteft the glorious prize,
Difpeopling realms to gaze upon thy eyes:
O woman! lovelieft of the lovely kind,
In body perfect, and complete in mind!

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Ah me! returns the queen, when from this shore
Ulyffes fail'd, then beauty was no more!
The Gods decreed thefe eyes no more should keep 295
Their wonted grace, but only ferve to weep.
Should he return, whate'er my beauties prove,
My virtues laft; my brightest charm is love.
Now, grief, thou all art mine! the Gods o'ercaft
My foul with woes, that long, ah! long must laft!300
Too faithfully my heart retains the day
That fadly tore my royal lord away:

He grafp'd my hand, and, O my spoufe! I leave
Thy arms, (he cried,) perhaps to find a grave:
Fame fpeaks the Trojans bold; they boaft the fkill
To give the feather'd arrow wings to kill,

To dart the fpear, and guide the rushing car
With dreadful inroad through the walks of war.
My fentence is gone forth, and 'tis decreed
Perhaps by righteous Heaven that I must bleed !310
My father, mother, all trust to thee;
To them, to them transfer thy love of me:
But, when my fon grows man, the royal fway
250 Refign, and happy be thy bridal day!

Such were his words; and Hymen now prepares 315
To light his torch and give me up to cares;
Th' afflictive hand of wrathful Jove to bear:
A wretch the most complete that breathes the air!
Fall'n ev'n below the rights to woman due!
Careless to pleafe, with infolence ye woo!
The generous lovers, ftudious to fucceed,
Bid their whole herds and flocks in banquets bleed;
By precious gifts the vow fincere display:
260 You, only you, make her ye love your prey.

Oh why! my fon, why now no more appears 255
That warmth of foul that urg'd thy younger years?
Thy riper days no growing worth impart,
A man in ftature, still a boy in heart!
Thy well-knit frame unprofitably strong,
Speaks thee an hero from an hero fprung;
But the just Gods in vain those gifts bestow,
Oh wife alone in form, and brave in show!
Heavens! could a stranger feel oppreffion's hand
Beneath thy roof, and could'st thou tamely stand?
If thou the ranger's righteous caufe decline, 265
His is the fufferance, but the fhame is thine.

To whom, with filial awe, the prince returns:
That generous foul with just refentment burns;
Yet, taught by time, my heart has learn'd to glow,
For others' good, and melt at others' woe:
But, impotent these riots to repel,

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I bear their outrage, though my soul rebel :
Helpless amid the fnares of death I tread,
And numbers leagued in impious union dread,
But now no crime is theirs: this wrong proceeds
From Irus, and the guilty Irus bleeds.
O would to Jove! or her whole arms difplay
The shield of Jove, or him who rules the day!
That yon proud fuitors, who licentious tread
Thefe courts, within these courts like Irus bled: 280
Whofe loose head tottering, as with wine opprefs'd,
Obliquely drops, and nodding knocks his breaft;
Powerless to move, his staggering feet deny
The coward wretch the privilege to fly.

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Then to the queen Eurymachus replies:
Oh juttly lov'd, and not more fair than wife :
Should Greece through all her hundred states furvey
Thy finish'd charms, all Greece would own thy
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Well-pleas'd Ulyffes hears his queen deceive 325
The fuitor train, and raise a thirst to give:
Falfe hopes the kindles, but thofe hopes betray,
And promife, yet elude the bridal day.

While yet the fpeaks, the gay Antinous cries:
Offspring of kings, and more than woman wife: 330
'Tis right; 'tis man's prerogative to give,
And custom bids thee without fhame receive;
Yet never, never from thy dome we move,
Till Hymen lights the torch of fpoufal love.

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The peers difpatch their heralds, to convey 335
The gifts of love; with fpeed they take the way.
A robe Antinous gives of fhining dyes,
The varying hues in gay confufion rife
Rich from the artift's hand! Twelve clafps of gold
Close to the leffening loins the vett infold;
Down from the fwelling waift the vest unbound
Floats in bright waves redundant o'er the ground.
A bracelet rich with gold, with amber gay,
That shot effulgence like the folar ray,
Eurymachus prefents: and ear-rings bright,
With triple stars, that caft a trembling light.
Pifander bears a necklace wrought with art:
And every peer, expreffive of his heart,
A gift beltows: this done, the queen afcends,
And flow behind her danifel train attends.

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Three vafes heap'd with copious fires difplay 355
O'er all the palace a fiitious day;
From space to space the torch wide-beaming burns,
And fprightly damfels trim the rays by turns.

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Mifname me, glutton, in that glorious day?
No, thy ill-judging thoughts the brave disgrace;
365 'Tis thou injurious art, not I am bafe.
Proud to feem brave among a coward train!
But know, thou art not valorous, but vain.
Gods! fhould the ftern Ulyffes rife in might,
Thefe gates would feem too narrow for thy flight.
While yet he fpeaks, Eurymachus replies,
With indignation flashing from his eyes:

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To whom the king: Il fuits your fex to flay
Alone with men! ye modeft maids, away!
Go, with the queen the spindle guide; or cull
(The partners of her cares) the filver wool;
Be it my task the torches to fupply,
Ev'n till the morning lamp adorns the sky;
Ev'n till the morning, with unwearied care,
Sleepless I watch; for I have learn'd to bear.
Scornful they heard: Melanthio, fait and young,
(Melanthio from the loins of Dolus fprung,
Who with the queen her years an infant led,
With the foft fonduefs of a daughter bred)
Chiefly derides: regardless of the cares
Her queen endures, poiluted joys the shares
Nocturnal with Eurymachus! With eyce
That speak difdain, the wanton thus replies:
Oh! whither wanders thy distemper'd brain
Thou bold intruder on a princely train?
Hence to the vagrant's rendezvous repair;
Or fhun in fome black forge the midnight air.
Proceeds this boldnefs from a turn of foul,
Or flows licentious from the copious bowl?
Is it that vanquifh'd Irus fwells thy mind?
A foe may meet thee of a braver kind.
Who, fhortening with a storm of blows thy stay,
Shall fend thee howling all in blood away!

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To whom with frowns: O impudent in wrong!
Thy lord fhall curb that infolence of tongue:
Know, to Telemachus I tell th' offence;
The fcourge, the fcourge fhall lash thee into fenfe.
With confcious fhame they hear the ftern rebuke
Nor longer durft fuftain the fovereign look. 390

Then to the fervile talk the monarch turns
His royal hands: each torch refulgent burns
With added day mean while, in museful mood
Abforpt in thought, on vengeance fix'd he stood.
And now the Martial Maid, by deeper wrongs 395
To roufe Ulyffes, points the fuitors tongues,
Scornful of age to taunt the virtuous man:
Thoughtless and gay, Eurymachus began :
Hear me (he cries) confederates and friends!
Some God, no doubt, this ftranger kindly
fends;

The fhining baldness of his beard furvey,

It aids our torch-light and reflects the ray

Then to the king that level'd haughty Troy,
Say, if large hire can tempt thee to employ

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Slave, with juftice might deferve the wrong!430
Should I not punish that opprobrious tongue,
irreverend to the great, and uncontrol'd,
Art thou from wine, or innate folly, bold?
Perhaps thefe outrages from Irus flow,
A worthless triumph o'er a worthless foe:

He faid, and with full force a footstool threw :
Whirl'd from his arm, with erring rage it flew;
Ulyffes, cautious of the vengeful foe,
Stoops to the ground, and disappoints the blow.
Not fo a youth who deals the goblet round,
Full on his fhoulders it inflicts a wound,
Dash'd from his hand the founding goblet flies,
He fhricks, he reels, he falls, and breathless lies.

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Then wild uproar and clamour mount the sky,
Till mutual thus the peers indignant cry:
Oh! had this ftranger funk to realms beneath,
To the black realms of darkness and of death,
Ere yet he trod thefe fhores! to ftrife he draws
Peer against peer; and what the weighty cause?
A vagabond! for him the great destroy,
In vile ignoble jars, the feaft of joy.

To whom the ftern Telemachus uprofe:
Gods! what wild folly from the goblet flows?
Whence this unguarded opennefs of foul,
But from the licence of the copious bowl?
Or Heaven delufion fends: but hence, away!
Force I forbear, and without force obey.

Silent, abafh'd, they hear the fern rebuke,
Till thus Amphinomus the filence broke:

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True are his words, and he whom truth offends,
Not with Telemachus, but truth contends;
Let not the hand of violence invade
The reverend franger, or the spotless maid;

Thofe hands in work; to tend the rural trade, 405 Retire we hence, but crown with rofy wine

To drefs the walk, and formi th' embowering fhade?,
So food and raiment conftant will I give :
Eut idly thus thy foul prefers to live,
And farve by ftrolling, net by work to thrive.
To whem incens'd: Should we, O prince! ens
Lage

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la rival talks beneath the burning rage
Of fummer funs; were both conûrain'd to wield,
#codless, the fayche along the burthen'd field;

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The flowing goblet to the Powers divine:
Cuard he his gueft beneath whofe roof he ftands,
This juftice, this the focial rite demands.

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BOOK XIX.

THE ARGUMENT.

The Discovery of Ulyffes to Euryclea.

Vlyffes and bis fon remove the weapons eut of the armoury. Ulyffes, in converfation with Penelope, gives a fictitious account of his adventures; then affures ber be bad formerly entertained ber bufband in Crete; and deferibes exactly bis perfon and drefs, affirms to bave heard of him in Phaacia and Thefprotia, and that bis return is certain, and within a month. He then goes to bathe, and is attended by Euryclea, who difcovers bim to be Ulyffes. by the fear upon his leg, which he formerly received in hunting the wild boar on Parnaffus. The pock inferts a digreffion, relating that accident, with all its particulars.

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ONSULTING fecret with the blue-ey'd Maid, Still in the dome divine Ulyffes fay'd:" Revenge mature for at inflam'd his breaft; And thus the fon the fervent fire addrefs'd: Inftant convey thofe ftcely ftores of war To diftant rooms, difpos'd with facred care: The caufe demanded by the fuitor-train, To foothe their fears, a fpecious reafon feign: Say, fince Ulyffes left his natal coaft. Obfcene with fmoke, their beamy luftre loft, His arms deform'd, the roof they won't adorn : From the glad walls inglorious lumber torn. Suggeft, that Jove the peaceful thought infpir'd, Left they by fight of fwords to fury fir'd, Difhoneft wounds, or violence of foul, Defame the bridal feaft, and friendly bowl. The prince obediert to the fage command, To Euryclea thus: The female band In their apartments keep; fecure the doors: These fwarthy arms among the covert flores Are feemlier hid; my thought lefs youth they blame,

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The walls, where'er my wondering fight I turn,
And roofs, amidst a blaze of glory burn
Some vifitant of pure ethereal race,

With his bright prefence deigns the dome to grace.
Be calm, replies the fire, to none impart,

But oft revolve the vifion in thy heart:
Ceieftials, mantled in excefs of light,
Can vifit unapproach'd by mortal fight.
Seek thou repofe; whilst here I fole remain,
T' explore the conduct of the female train:
The penfive queen, perchance defires to know
The feries of my toils, to foothe her woe.

With tapers flaming day his train attends,
His bright alcove th' obfequious youth afcends :
Soft flumberous fhades his drooping eye lids close,
Till on her eastern throne Aurora glows.

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Whilft, forming plans of deaths, Ulyffes ftay'd
In council fecret with the Martial Maid;
Attendant nymphs in beauteous order wait
20 The queen, defcending from her bower of fate, 65
Her checks the warmer blufh of Venus wear,
Chaften'd with coy Diana's penlive air.

Imbrown'd with vapour of the smouldering flame.
In happy hour (pleas'd Euryclea cries)
Tutor'd by early woes, grow early wife !
Infpect with fharpen'd fight, and frugal care,
Your patrimonial wealth, a prudent heir.
But who the lighted taper will provide,
(The female train retir'd) your toils to guide?
Without infringing hofpitable rite,

An ivory feat with filver ringlets grac'd,
By fam'd Icmalius wrought, the menials plac'd:
With ivory filver'd-thick the foot-ftool fhone,
25 O'er which the panther's various hide was thrown.,
The fovereign for with graceful air fhe prefs'd;
To different tafits their toil the nymphs addrefs'd:
The golden goblet fome, and fome restor'd
From ftains of luxury the polifa'd board :
Thefe to remove th' expirin embers came,
While those with unaucus fir foment the flame.

This gue (he cried) fhali bear the guiding light :
I cheer no lazy vagrants with repast;
They share the meal that can it ere they tafte.

He faid; from female ken fhe ftraight fecures The purpos'd deed, and guards the bolted doors: Auxiliar to his fon, Uly Tes hears

The plumy-crested helms, and pointed fpears,
With thields indented deep in glorious wars.
Minerva viewlefs on her charge attends,
And with her golden lamp his toil befriends;
Not fuch the fickly beams, which, unfincere,
Gild the cross vapeur of this nether sphere!
A prefent deity the prince confefs'd,
And wrapt with ecstacy the fire addrefs'd:
What miracle thus dazzles with furprife!
Diftine in rows the radiant columns rife :

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'Twas then Melantho with imperious mien
Renew'd th' attack, incontinent of spleen :
Avant, the cry'd, offenfive to my fight!
Deem not in ambush here to lurk by night,
into the woman ftate afguint to pry;
A day-devourer, and an evening fpy !
Vagrant, be gone before this blazing brand
Shall urge-and wav'd it hiffing in her hard
Tn' infulted hero roils his wrathful eyes,
And, Why fo turbulent of foul? he cries;
Can thefe lean thrivel'd limbs unnerv'd wirh age,
These poor but honeft rags, enkindle rage?
In crowds we bear the badge of hungry Fate; 99

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Conftrain'd a rent-charge on the rich I live;
Reduc'd to crave the good I once could give :
A palace, wealth, and flaves, 1 late poífefs'd,
And all that makes the great be call'd the blefs'd
My gate, an emblem of my open foul,
Embrac'd the poor, and dealt a bounteous dole.
Scorn not the fad reverfe, injurious maid !
'Tis Jove's high will, and be his will obey'd!
Nor think thyself exempt: that roly prime
Mutt fhare the general doom of withering time:
To fome new channel foon, the changeful tide
Of royal grace th' offended queen may guide;
And her lov'd lord unplume, thy towering pride.
Or were he dead, 'tis wildom to beware:
Sweet blooms the prince beneath Apollo's care;
Your deeds with quick impartial eye furveys,
Potent to punish what he cannot praise.

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Receive no stranger gueft, no poor relieve; But ever for my lord in fecret grieve?This art, inftin&t by fome celestial Power, I try'd, elufive of the bridal hour: "Ye peers, I cry, who prefs to gain a heart, "Where dread Ulyffes claims no future part, "Rebate your loves, each rival fuit fufpend, "Till this funereal web my labours end: "Ceafe, till to good Laertes i bequeath "A pall of ftare, the ornament of death. "For when to Fate he bows, each Grecian dame "With juft reproach were licenc'd to defame; "Should he, long honour'd in fupreme command 105" Want the last duties of a daugliter's hand." The fiction pleas'd! their loves I long clade ; The night il ravel'd what the day renew'd, Three years fuccessful in my art conceal'd, My ineffectual fraud the fourth reveal'd : Befriended by my own domestic spies, The woof unwrought the fuitor-train surprise, From nuptii rites they now no more recede, And fear forbids to faluty the breed. My anxious parents urge a ipe dy choice, And to their fuffrage gain the filial voice, For rule mature, Telemachus deplores His dome difhonour'd, and exhausted storesBut, ftranger! as thy days feem full of fate, Divide difcourfe, in turn thy birth relate: Thy port afferts thee of diftinguish'd race; No poor unfather'd product of disgrace.

Hier keen reproach had reach'd the fovereign's
Loquacious infolent ! the cries, forbear: 110 [ear;
To thee the purpose of my foul I told :
Venial difcourfe, unblam'd, with him to hold:
The ftoried labours of my wandering lord,
To foothe my grief he haply may record;
Yet him, my guest, thy venom'd rage hath ftung:
Thy head fhall pay the forfeit of thy tongue!
But thou on whom my palace cares depend,
Eurynomè, regard the stranger-friend:
A feat, foft-fpred with furry fpoils, prepare;
Due-diftant, for us both to fpeak, and hear.

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The menial fair obeys with duteous hafte;
A feat adorn'd with furry fpoils fhe plac'd :
Due-diftant for difcourfe the hero fate;
When thus the fovereign from her chair of state ;
Reveal, obfequious to my first demand,
Thy name, thy lineage and thy native land.

He thus: O queen! whofe far-refounding fame

The ducs of nature to his natal home
But inward on my foul let forrow prey,

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Is bounded only by the flatry frame;
Confummate pattern of imperial fway,
Whofe pious rule a warlike race obey:
In wavy gold thy fummer vales are drefs'd;
Thy autumns bend with copious fruit opprefs'd;
With flecks and herds each graffy plain is ftord;
And fifh of every fin thy feas afford;

Their affluent joys, thy grateful realms confefs,
And bless the Power that till delights to blefs.
Gracious permit this prayer, imperial dame!
Forbear to know my lineage, or my name :
Urge not this breaf to heave, thefe eyes to weep;
In fweet oblivion let my forrow fleep!
My was awak'd will violate your ear;
Ano to this gay cenforicus train appear

A winy vapour melting in a car.

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Their gifts the Gods refum'd [the queen rejoin'd)

Crete awes the circling waves, a fruitful foil!
And ninety cities crown the fea-born ifle.
Mix'd with her genuine fons, adopted namies
In various tongues avow their various claims:
Cydonians dreadful with the bended ycw,
And bold Pelifgi boaft a native's due :
The Dorians, plum'd amid the files of war,
Her foodful glebe with fierce Achaians Ihare;
Cnoffus, her capital of high command,
Where fcepter'd Minos with impartial hand
Divided right each ninth revolving year
By Jove receiv'd in council to confer.
His fon Deucalion bore fucceffive fway;
His fon, who gave me firt to view the day!
The royal bed an elder issue bleft,

145 Idemencus, whem Ilian fields atteft

Exterior grace, and energy of mind:
What the dear partner of my nuptial joy,
Aux Artroops comin'd, to conquer Troy.
My lera's protecting hand alone would raife
My drooping verdure, and extend my pratfe!
Peers from the diftant Sanian fhores refort;
Here with Dulichians join'd, befiege the court:
Zacynthus green with ever-feady groves,
Ard Ithaca, y fun ptuous boaft their loves:
Obtruding on my choice a fecond lord,
They prefs the Hymenæan rite abhor'd,
M.-ride las mingling with domestic cares,
I live regardluís of my itate affairs:

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'Twas then to Crete that great Ulyffes came; 215
For elemental war, and wintery Jove,
From Malca's gufty cape his navy drove
To bright Lucia's fane; the fhelly coaft
Where loud Amuifus in the deep is loft.

His veffels moor'd, (an incommodious port!) 220
155 The hero fpeeded to the Cnoffian court:
Ardent the partner of his arms to find,

In leagues of long commutual friendship join'd,

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