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With martial ardour, breathes each mighty page
The fierce encounter, and celestial rage,
The clash of arms tumultuous from afar,
And all that fires the Hero's soul to war.
The fierce encounter, and celestial rage,
The clash of arms tumultuous from afar,
And all that fires the Hero's soul to war.
Bold Pindar next, with matchless force and fire,
Divinely careless, wak'd the sounding lyre;
Unbound by rule, he urg'd each vig'rous lay,
And gave his mighty genius room to play:
The Grecian Games employ his daring strings,
In numbers rapid as the race he sings.
Divinely careless, wak'd the sounding lyre;
Unbound by rule, he urg'd each vig'rous lay,
And gave his mighty genius room to play:
The Grecian Games employ his daring strings,
In numbers rapid as the race he sings.
Mark, Muse, the conscious shade and vocal grove,
Where Sappho tun'd her melting voice to Love;
While Echo each harmonious strain return'd,
And with the soft complaining Lesbian mourn'd.
Where Sappho tun'd her melting voice to Love;
While Echo each harmonious strain return'd,
And with the soft complaining Lesbian mourn'd.
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