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HOMER's ODYSSES.
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Now lift thy longing eyes, while I restore
The pleasing prospect of thy native shore!
Behold the port of Phorcys, fenc'd around
With rocky mountains, and with olives crown'd!
Behold the gloomy Grot, whose cool recess
Delights the Nereids of the neighb'ring seas;
Whose now neglected altars in thy reign
Blush'd with the blood of sheep and oxen slain.
Behold where Neritus the clouds divides,
And shakes the waving forests on his sides!
So spake the Goddess, and the prospect clear'd,
The mists dispers'd, and all the coast appear'd:
The King with joy confess'd his place of birth,
And, on his knees, salutes his mother earth;
Then, with his suppliant hands upheld in air,
Thus to the sea-green sisters sends his pray'r.
All hail! Ye virgin daughters of the main;
Ye streams, beyond my hopes beheld again!
To you once more your own Ulysses bows,
Attend his transports, and receive his vows.
The pleasing prospect of thy native shore!
Behold the port of Phorcys, fenc'd around
With rocky mountains, and with olives crown'd!
Behold the gloomy Grot, whose cool recess
Delights the Nereids of the neighb'ring seas;
Whose now neglected altars in thy reign
Blush'd with the blood of sheep and oxen slain.
Behold where Neritus the clouds divides,
And shakes the waving forests on his sides!
So spake the Goddess, and the prospect clear'd,
The mists dispers'd, and all the coast appear'd:
The King with joy confess'd his place of birth,
And, on his knees, salutes his mother earth;
Then, with his suppliant hands upheld in air,
Thus to the sea-green sisters sends his pray'r.
All hail! Ye virgin daughters of the main;
Ye streams, beyond my hopes beheld again!
To you once more your own Ulysses bows,
Attend his transports, and receive his vows.
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