Thou, dear Adonis! Agamemnon's might, Now, dear Adonis, fill thyself with glee, GORGO. Praxinoa, did ever mortal ear A sweeter song from sweeter minstrel hear? But now 'tis time for home: let us be hasting; When he's a-hungered, come not in his way. Farewell, beloved Adonis ! joy to see! When come, well come to those who welcome thee. IDYL XVI. THE GRACES. ARGUMENT. This piece was written in honour of Hiero, a prince illustrious for the moderation with which he governed, and for his military exploits. The poet inveighs against the avarice of the wealthy men of rank, who neither cultivated in themselves the qualities that deserve glory, nor showed any favour to the poets, by whom a worthy fame is best perpetuated. He then passes to a consideration of the admirable qualities of Hiero, and praises him for his munificence. He prays for the prosperity of Syracuse, and predicts that the fame of Hiero will be known in the remotest regions. At the end of the poem, he invokes the Graces to be ever with him, that he may conciliate the favour of men. IDYL XVI. THE GRACES. JOVE's daughters hymn the gods; and bards rehearse What living man the poet will repay Some good be mine! from gods bards honour win. Homer, best poet, and the cheapest too— With some 'tis fit one's natural man to joy ; To kin—and many others of mankind. The gods their offerings; guests should have their dues, The Muses' consecrate interpreters. So may you live to fame, when life is done, Nor mourn inglorious at cold Acheron, |