On Homer still he fix'd a rev'rend eye,

Great without pride, in modeft majefty.
In living sculpture on the fides were spread
The Latian wars, and haughty Turnus dead;
Eliza ftretch'd upon the fun'ral pyre,

Eneas bending with his aged Sire :

Troy flam'd in burnish'd gold, and o'er the throne
Arms and the man in golden cyphers fhone.
Four fwans fuftain a car of filver bright,

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With heads advanc'd, and pinions ftretch'd for flight :
Here, like fome furious prophet, Pindar * rode,
And feem'd to labour with th' infpiring god.
Across the harp a careless hand he flings,
And boldly finks into the founding ftrings.
The figur'd games of Greece the column grace,
Neptune and Jove furvey the rapid race:
The youths hang o'er their chariots as they run ;
The fiery steeds feem ftarting from the ftone;
The champions in distorted postures threat;
And all appear'd irregularly great.

Here happy Horace tun'd th' Aufonian lyre

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To fweeter founds, and temper'd Pindar's fire:
Pleas'd with Alcæus' manly rage t'infuse
The fofter fpirit of the Sapphic mufe.

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The polish'd pillar different sculptures grace;

A work outlasting monumental brass.
Here fmiling Loves and Bacchanals appear,
The Julian ftar and great Augustus here.
The doves that round the infant poet spread
Myrtles and bays, hang hov'ring o'er his head.

Here in a fhrine that cast a dazzling light,

Sate fix'd in thought the mighty Stagyrite;
His facred head a radiant zodiac crown'd,
And various animals his fides furround;

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Pindar's being seated in a chariot, alludes to the chariot-races he celebrated in the Greecian games. The fwans are emblems of poetry, their foaring posture intimates the fublimity and activity of his genius. Neptune prefided over the Ifthmian, and Jupiter over the Olympian games.

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His piercing eyes, erect, appear to view
Superior worlds, and look all nature thro'.

With equal rays immortal Tully fhone,
The Roman Roftra deck'd the conful's throne:
Gath'ring his flowing robe, he feem'd to stand
In a&t to speak, and graceful ftretch'd his hand,
Behind, Rome's genius waits with civic crowns,
And the great father of his country owns.
Thefe maffy columns in a circle rife,
O'er which a pompous dome invades the fkies:
Scarce to the top I ftretch'd my aking fight,

So large it fpread, and fwell'd to fuch a height.
Full in the midft proud Fame's imperial feat
With jewels blaz'd, magnificently great;
The vivid em'ralds there revive the eye,
The flaming rubies fhew their fanguine dye,
Bright azure rays from lively fapphires ftream,
And lucid amber cafts a golden gleam,
With various-colour'd light the pavement fhone,
And all on fire appear'd the glowing throne;
The dome's high arch reflects the mingled blaze,
And forms a rainbow of alternate rays.
When on the goddess first I caft my fight,
Scarce feem'd her ftature of a cubit's height;
But fwell'd to larger fize, the more I gaz'd,
'Till to the roof her tow'ring front she rais'd.
With her, the Temple ev'ry moment grew,
And ampler Viftas open'd to my view:
Upward the columns fhoot, the roofs afcend,
And arches widen, and long ifles extend.
Such was her form, as antient bards have told,
Wings raife her arms, and wings her feet infold;

Scarce feem'd her ftature, &c.

Methought that fhe was fo lite,
That the length of a cubite,

Was longer than fhe feemed be;
But thus foone in a while fhe,
Her felfe tho wonderly straight,

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That with her feet the th' earth reight,
And with her head the touchyd heaven-

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Millions of suppliant Crowds the Shrine attend,
And all Degrees before the Goddess bend.

Temple of Fame.

A thousand bufy tongues the goddess bears,
And thoufand open eyes, and thoufand lift'ning ears.
Beneath, in order rang'd, the tuneful nine
(Her virgin handmaids) ftill attend the fhrine:
With eyes on Fame for ever fix'd, they fing;
For Fame they raife the voice, and tune the ftring;
With Time's first birth began the heav'nly lays,
And laft eternal, thro' the length of days.
Around these wonders † as I caft a look,
The trumpet founded, and the Temple fhook,
And all the nations fummon'd at the call,
From diff'rent quarters fill the crouded hall:

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In various garbs promifcuous throngs appear'd;
Thick as the bees, that with the spring renew
Their flow'ry toils, and fip the fragrant dew,
When the wing'd colonies first tempt the sky,
O'er dusky fields and fhaded waters fly,
Or fettling, feize the fweets the bloffoms yield,
And a low murmur runs along the field.
Millions of fuppliant crouds the shrine attend,
And all degrees before the goddess bend :
The poor, the rich, the valiant, and the fage,
And boafting youth, and narrative old-age.

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