IMITATIONS.

V. Of the E. of ROCHESTER, ON SILENCE

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VI. Of the E. of DORSET, ARTEMISIA 267

PHRYNE 269

VII. Of Dr. SWIFT, The happy life of a coun-

try parfon

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SAPPHO

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PH A O N.

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Protinus eft oculis cognita noftra tuis? An, nifi legiffes auctoris nomina Sapphûs,

Hoc breve nefcires unde movetur opus? Forfitan et quare mea fint alterna requiras

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Carmina, cum lyricis fim magis apta modis.
Flendus amor meus eft; elegeïa flebile carmen;
Non facit ad lacrymas barbitos ulla meas.
Uror, ut, indomitis ignem exercentibus Euris,
Fertilis accenfis meffibus ardet ager,
Arva Phaon celebrat diverfa Typhoïdos Aetnae,
*Me calor Aetnaco non minor igne coquit.
Nec mihi, difpofitis quae jungam carmina nervis,
Proveniunt; vacuae carmina mentis opus,

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SAPPHO

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P H A 0 N.

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AY, lovely youth, that do'st my

mand,

Can Phaon's eyes forget his Sappho's hand?
Must then her name the wretched writer prove,
To thy remembrance loft, as to thy love?
Ask not the cause that I new numbers chufe, 5
The Lute neglected, and the Lyric muse;
Love taught my tears in fadder notes to flow,
And tun'd my heart to Elegies of woe.
I burn, I burn, as when through ripen'd corn
By driving winds the spreading flames are born!
Phaon to Ætna's fcorching fields retires,
While I consume with more than Ætna's fires!
No more my
foul a charm in mufic finds ;
Mufic has charms alone for peaceful minds.

I I

heart com

Nec me Pyrrhiades Methymniadesve puellae, 15
Nec me Lesbiadum caetera turba juvant.
Vilis Anactorie, vilis mihi candida Cydno:

Non oculis grata eft Atthis, ut ante, meis;
Atque aliae centum, quas non fine crimine amavi:
Improbe, multarum quod fuit, unus habes. 20
Eft in te facies, funt apti lufibus anni.
O facies oculis infidiofa meis!

Sume fidem et pharetram; fies manifeftus Apollo:
Accedant capiti cornua; Bacchus eris.
Et Phoebus Daphnen, et Gnofida Bacchus amavit;
Nec norat lyricos illa, vel illa modos.
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At mihi Pegafides blandiffima carmina dictant;
Jam canitur toto nomen in orbe meum.
Nec plus Alcæus, confors patriaeque lyraeque,
Laudis habet, quamvis grandius ille fonet.
Si mihi difficilis formam natura negavit ;
Ingenio formae damna rependo meae.

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