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. 3. B. Xoufs Et punira sur vous le détestable hommage reau.

De vos adulateurs.

Moi, je préparerai les vengeances célestes,
Je livrerai vos jours au démon de l'orgueil,
Qui, par vos propres mains, de vos grandeurs func

stes
Creusera le cercueil.

Vous n'écouterez plus la voix de la Sagesse;
Et dans tous vos conseils l'aveugle vanité,
L'esprit d'enchantement, de vertige et d'yvresle

Tiendra lieu de clarté.

Sous les noms spécieux de zèle et de justice,
Vous yous deguiserez les plus noirs attentats,
Vous couvrirez de fleurs les bords du précipice

Qui l'ouvre sous vos pas.
Mais enfin votre chûte à vos yeux déguisée,
Aura ces mêmes yeux pour triftes spectateurs;
Et votre abaillement lervira de rilée

A vos propres flatteurs.

West.

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Gilbert West, deffen Geburtsjahr ungewiß ist, und der im Jahre 1756, als Schaßmeister des Chelsea Hospitals, starb, ist am berühmtesten durch seine freie und glückliche poetische Ueberserung von zivólf pindarischen Oden, deren Werth von Hrn. Gedike in der Vorrede zu seiner schönen Verdeutschung der olympischen Siegshymnen, unter den åbrigen Uebersekungen Pindaris, sehr richtig gewürdigt wird. Man hat aber verschiedne Originalgedichte von ihm, vornehmlich zwei, in Spenser's Manier, über den Wiifs brauch des Reisens und über die Erziehung; und ein dras matisches Gedicht über die Stiftung des Ordens vom blauen horenbande, welches sich mit folgender, von den Barden gesungenen, Ode schliesst, die, wie das ganze Ges dicht, viele lyrische Schönheiten, und viel Eleganz des Aus: drucks hat.

INSTITUTION OF THE GARTER.

ODE.

STROPHE I.

Celestial Maid!
Bright spark of that ethereal flame,
Whose vivid fpirit thro' all Nature spread
Sustains and actuates this boundless frame!

0!

*) In dem Handbuche find Abschn. VII. §. 14, unter den

englischen Odendichtern dieser Art noch Waller,
Dryden und pope angeführt; des erstern Iorische. Gez
dichte sind aber fast alle von der leichtern Gattung; und
die, für die Musik bestimmten, Oden der beiden lektern

verspare ich auf die Beispiele der Kantare. Beisp. Samml. 4.B.

West.

O! by whatever style to mortals known,
Virtue, Benevolence, or Publick Zeal,
Divine alleslor of the regal throne,
Divine protectress of the common weal,
0! in our hearts thy energy infuse!
Be thou our Muse ,
Celestial Maid!
And as of old impart thy heav'nly aid
To those who, warm'd by thy benignant fire
To publick merit and their country's good,
Devoted ever their recording lyre,
Wont along Deva's facred flood,
Or beneath Mona's oak retir'd,
To warble forth their patriot lays,
And nourish with immortal praise
The bright heroick flames by thee inspird.

ANTISTROPHE I.

I feel, I feel
Thy soul-invigorating heat;
My bounding veins distend with fervent zeal,
And to Britannia's fame responsive beat. -
Hail Albion, native Country! but how chang'd
Thy once grim aspect, how adorn'd and gay
Thy howling forests! where together rang d
The naked hunter and his favage prey,
Where amid black inhospitable woods
The sedge.grown foods
All cheerless stray'd,
Nor in their lonely wand'ring course survey'd
Or tow'r or castle, heav'n-afcending fane
Or lowly village, residence of Peace.
And joyous Industrie, or furrow'd plain,
Or lowing herd, or silver feece,
That whitens now each verdant vale,
While laden with their precious store
Far trading barks to ev'ry shore
Swift heralds of Britannia's glory fail.

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These are thy shining works: this smiling face
Of beauteous Nature thus in regal state
Deck'd by each handmaid Art, each polish'd

Grace,
That on fair Liberty and Order wait,
This pomp, these riches, this repose,
To thee imperial Britain owes,
To thee great sustitute of Heav'n!
To whom the charge of earthly realms was givin,
Their social systems by wile Nature's plan
To form and rule by her eternal laws,
To teach the selfill foul of wayward man,
To seek the publick good and aid the common

cause.
So didst thou move the mighty heart
Of Alfied, founder of the British state;
So to Matilda's fcepter'd son,
To him whose virtue and renown
First made the name of Edward great,
Thy ample spirit so didst thou impart;
Protecting thus in ev'ry age
From greedy Pow'r and factious Rage
That law of freedom which to Britain's shore
From Saxon Elva's many-headed flood
The valiant sons of Odin with them bore,
Their national, ador'd, inseparable, good.

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STROPHE II.

On yonder plain
Along whose willow-fringed fide
The filverfooted Naiads, sportive train,
Down the smooth Thames amid the cygnets glide,
I saw when at thy reconciling word
Injustice, Anarchy, intestine Jar,
Despotick Infolence, the walting Sword,
And all the brazen throats of Civil War,
Were hush'd in peace; from his imperious throne

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Weft.

Hurld furious down,
Abash'd, dismay'd,
Like a chas'd lion to the favage shade
Of his own forests, fell Oppression Red,
With Vengeance brooding in his fullen breast:
Then Justice fearless rear'd her decent head,
Heal'd ev'ry grief, each wrong redrest,
While round her valiant Squadrons stood,
And bad her awful tongue demand
From yanquish'd John's reluctant hand
The deed of Freedom purchas'd with their blood.

ANTISTROPHE II.

O vain surmise!
To deem the grandeur of a crown
Consists in lawless pow'r, to deem them wise
Who change security and fair renown
For deteftation, shame, distrust and fear;
Who shut for ever from the blissful bow'rs
With horrour and remorse at distance hear
The musick that enchants th' immortal pow'rs,
The heav'nly mufick of wellpurchas'd praise,
Seraphick lays,
The sweet reward
On heroes, patriots, righteous kings, conferr’d,
For such alone the heav'n-taught poets fing:

for Edward then the mortal strain,
His name shall well become your golden string;
Begirt with this ethereal train
Seems he not rank'd among the gods?
Then let him reap the glorious meed
Due to each great heroick deed,
And taste the pleasures of the blest abodes.

Tune ye

EPODE II.

Hail happy Prince!' on whom kind Fate bestows
Sublimer joys and glory brighter far
Than Cressy's palm, and ev'ry wreath that grows
In all the blood-stain'd field of profp'rous war,

Joys

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