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Poetry.
Then from the fabled box * , in evil hour , Rush'd pa ! e contagion of infectious breath , And fell disease , whose all-subduing pow'r Then wide display'd the spacious gates of death . Oh , lust of gold ! since first thy sordid rage Impious began , with unrelenting sway , Let loose the furies of the iron age , And vice and crimes obscur'd the face of day ,
Still do we trace thy footsteps stain'd with gore , In the grim front of war midst heaps of slain ; Wnere throng'd battalions press the bloody shore , . And reap the purple harvest of the plain ; ? . Or where the gallant ships , with swelling sails , And streamers waving , <] iiit the crouded bay , O ' er the smooth surface glide with prosp'rous gales ,
As through the brine the finny nations play . The hardy tar , by tend ' rest vows pursn'd Of his lov'd maid , forsakes his rural home , Content and cheerful , for his country ' s good , O ' er distant seas , and various climes to roam . He ploughs the desert wave , and smiles at toil , The rage , of Sirius , or the polar snow ;
And fir'd by mem ' ry of his natal soil , Dares the rude storm , or meets th' embattled foe . Safe from the torrid and the frozen zone , Pleas'd . he revisits all he left behind ; Nor sees his fate , nor hears his future groan Pour its last echoes to the passing wind . Thusgentle RKKDfrom foreign climes restor'd
, , , The voice of friendship hail d thy glad return , Nor recks how soon , alas ! and how deplor'd , Thou too . shall seek th' irremeable bourn . F , ull oft shall mem ' ry , brooding o'er the past , The horrors of that fatal morn recal , When from th' JEolian cave the issuing blast Urg'd . its stern terrors o'er th' affrighted ball .
In vain the fondness of maternal love , In vain thy spouse and weeping sister join , In anxious vows to him that rules above , And supplicate for thee the Pow ' r Divine : In vain they charge the freighted bark to bear Her rich deposit o ' er the gloomy wave ; Nor see their vows dispers'd in empty air , Nor yet presage for thee the destin'd grave !
Calm and serene the faithless ev ' ning shone , That gave thee once again to tempt the flood ; And , sinking to the west , the circling sun Unboding set , and innocent of blood . Yet the gay sun that ting'd thc placid scene , In golden pomp descending to the west ; Nor the still calm that Iull'd the deep serene , Could check the dire presage that ( ill'd thy breast .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Poetry.
Then from the fabled box * , in evil hour , Rush'd pa ! e contagion of infectious breath , And fell disease , whose all-subduing pow'r Then wide display'd the spacious gates of death . Oh , lust of gold ! since first thy sordid rage Impious began , with unrelenting sway , Let loose the furies of the iron age , And vice and crimes obscur'd the face of day ,
Still do we trace thy footsteps stain'd with gore , In the grim front of war midst heaps of slain ; Wnere throng'd battalions press the bloody shore , . And reap the purple harvest of the plain ; ? . Or where the gallant ships , with swelling sails , And streamers waving , <] iiit the crouded bay , O ' er the smooth surface glide with prosp'rous gales ,
As through the brine the finny nations play . The hardy tar , by tend ' rest vows pursn'd Of his lov'd maid , forsakes his rural home , Content and cheerful , for his country ' s good , O ' er distant seas , and various climes to roam . He ploughs the desert wave , and smiles at toil , The rage , of Sirius , or the polar snow ;
And fir'd by mem ' ry of his natal soil , Dares the rude storm , or meets th' embattled foe . Safe from the torrid and the frozen zone , Pleas'd . he revisits all he left behind ; Nor sees his fate , nor hears his future groan Pour its last echoes to the passing wind . Thusgentle RKKDfrom foreign climes restor'd
, , , The voice of friendship hail d thy glad return , Nor recks how soon , alas ! and how deplor'd , Thou too . shall seek th' irremeable bourn . F , ull oft shall mem ' ry , brooding o'er the past , The horrors of that fatal morn recal , When from th' JEolian cave the issuing blast Urg'd . its stern terrors o'er th' affrighted ball .
In vain the fondness of maternal love , In vain thy spouse and weeping sister join , In anxious vows to him that rules above , And supplicate for thee the Pow ' r Divine : In vain they charge the freighted bark to bear Her rich deposit o ' er the gloomy wave ; Nor see their vows dispers'd in empty air , Nor yet presage for thee the destin'd grave !
Calm and serene the faithless ev ' ning shone , That gave thee once again to tempt the flood ; And , sinking to the west , the circling sun Unboding set , and innocent of blood . Yet the gay sun that ting'd thc placid scene , In golden pomp descending to the west ; Nor the still calm that Iull'd the deep serene , Could check the dire presage that ( ill'd thy breast .