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CONTENTS.

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life of Dr. Bsattie .... i

Ode to Peace . . ~ *'

The Triumph of Melancholy .......... 8

Epitaph on *•**• ******* . . . 17

Epitaph, Nov. 1,1757 18

Elegy 19

Song, in imitation of Shakspeare's Blow, blow thou winter's

wind, &c gl

Retirement . . '. 23

Elegy 2g

Ode to Hope 30

Pygmaeo-gerano-machia: The Battle of the Pygmies and

Cranes 30

The Hares: A Fable 44

Epitaph—being part of an Inscription for a Monument, to

be erected by a Gentleman to the Memory of his Lady . 53

Ode on Lord H»*'s Birth-day 54

To the Right Hon. Lady Charlotte Gordon, dressed in a

Tartan Scotch Bonnet, with Plumes, &c 58

The Hermit 59

On the report of a Monument to be erected in Westminster

Abbey, to the Memory of a late Author (Churchill) . . 61

The Judgment of Paris 69

The Wolf and Shepherds: A Fable 91

TRANSLATIONS.

Anacreon. Ode XXII. . . . .- 97

The beginning of the First Book of Lucretius . . . 98

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Horace, Book II. Ode X 101

Book III. Ode XIII 102

Pastorals ofVirgil. I 104

II Ill

III. . . . . 116

IV. . 126

- - V 131

VI 138

-- VII. . , 144

VIII 150

- - IX 157

X 163

The Minstrel. Book I 169

Book II 193

POEMS,

JAMES BEATTIE, D.D.

ODE TO PEACE.
I. l.

Peace, heaven-descended maid! whose powerful voice

From ancient darkness cah'd the morn,

Of jarring elements compos'd the noise;

When Chaos from his old dominion torn,

With all his bellowing throng,

Far, far was hurl'd the void abyss along-;

And all the bright angelic choir

To loftiest raptures tuned the heavenly lyre,

Pour'd in loud symphony th' impetuous strain;

And every fiery orb and planet sung,

And wide through night's dark desolate domain

Rebounding long and deep the lays triumphant rung.

Oh whither art thou fled, Saturnian reign! Roll round again, majestic years! To break fell Tyranny's corroding chain, From Woe's wan cheek to wipe the bitter tears, Ye years, again roll round! Hark from afar what loud tumultuous sound, While echoes sweep the winding vales, Swells full along the plains, and loads the gales! Murder deep-rous'd, with the wild whirlwind's haste And roar of tempest, from her cavern springs, Her tangled serpents girds around her waist, Smiles ghastly-stern, and shakes her gore-distilling

I. 3.

Fierce up the yielding skies
The shouts redoubling rise:
Earth shudders at the dreadful sound,
And all is listening trembling round.
Torrents, that from yon promontory's head
Dash'd furious down in desperate cascade,
Heard from afar amid the lonely night
That oft have led the wanderer right,
Are silent at the noise.
The mighty ocean's more majestic voice
Drown'd in superior din is heard no more;
The surge in silence sweeps along the foamy shore.

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II. 1.

The bloody banner streaming in the air Seen on yon sky-mix'd mountain's brow, The mingling multitudes, the madding car Pouring impetuous on the plain below, War's dreadful lord proclaim. Bursts out by frequent fits th' expansive flame. Whirl'd in tempestuous eddies flies The surging smoke o'er all the darken'd skies. The cheerful face of Heaven no more is seen, Fades the morn's vivid blush to deadly pale, The bat flits transient o'er the dusky green, Night's shrieking birds along the sullen twilight sail.

II. 2.

Involv'd in fire-streak'd gloom the car comes on. The mangled steeds grim Terrour guides. His forehead writh'd to a relentless frown, Aloft the angry power of battles rides: Grasp'd in his mighty hand A mace tremendous desolates the land; Thunders the turret down the steep, The mountain shrinks before its wasteful sweep: Chill horrour the dissolving limbs invades; Smit by the blasting lightning of his eyes, A bloated paleness beauty's bloom o'erspreads, Fades every flowery field, and every verdure dies. B2

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