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Safe, where no perils threat, no anguish stings,
Let tender tears embalm the gentle maid,
But other musick to thy grave be born,
Fated perhaps with Britain's flag to shine,
Full often, when at length are past away
- That solitary bark contends in vain, Toss'd in th' infuriate uproar of the main, While mountain waves in long array are driven, And the fierce lightning fires the angry heaven. Lo, plunging far down down the billowy steep She reels : and lo, she sinks for ever in the deep,
Shivering I wake in tears, aghast, forlorn,
Father Almighty, whose supreme controul
GULIELMO WILSON, *
CHIRURGA, A. M.
IN INDIAM OCCIDENTALEM
Accipiet Jamaïca nostro;
Musa suum jubeat valere.
* The person to whom this Ode is inscribed, and who had been the Author's intimate friend from childhood, went to Jamaica ; but, finding the climate hurtful to him, returned to Europe; attended his friend during the last four months of his life, and saw him expire. This Ode, in which the Author so plainly hints at, and almost foretells, his own early death, has no date, but appears from circumstances to have been written some years before that event took place. It was never, for an obvious reason, shown by the Author to any person ; but was found among his papers after his death.
Non purpuratum scilicet, aut jubar
Vestiit excoluitque mentem.
Perpetua repulit tenebras. Sequare divini imperium Ducis : Sic non Voluptas blanda recondito Uret veneno, comprimetve
Dextra Dei monitrix dolentem. Sic te remittat mi Deus arbiter Si mi fruenti luce, nec impium Sermone cernam, neu coactis
Divitiis leviter superbum ; Virtutis atque pectore conscio Firme quietum, dum vitii tenes Late imminentes per
ruinas Non trepidans iter ac triumphum. Sin lucis ipso in limine fervidum Frigente me vi mors.premat invida ; Neu fama ridens, neu cadentis
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