Still the rich heir no hall awaits More sure than Orcus' greedy gates: Why then proceed? since gapes the earth Alike for poor, and princely birth; The infernal guard unbrib'd by gold Shall still the sly Prometheus hold, Proud Tantalus, with royal line, Despite their pride, shall still confine; While, freed at length from toil and tears, Call'd, or uncall'd, the poor he hears. ODE XIX. TO BACCHUS. BACCHUS I saw, in rocks remote, Teaching the nymphs his tuneful note; (Believe, posterity!) and near Goat-footed satyrs stretch'd the ear. Of wanton Thyads be my song, To sing thy blessed spouse be mine, Streams and barbarian oceans roll Obedient still to thy control; Thou bind'st in some lone mountain spot, Bistonian curls in viper knot. Thou, when the impious band, on high, Hurl'dst Rhætus back, with lion's claws, - With lion's grim, terrific jaws. Thou then, though more inclin'd, they say, Foremost in peace wer't first in arms. w Cerberus thy golden horn confess'd, His triple tongue, on thy retreat, Licking well pleas'd thy legs and feet. ODE XX. TO MÆCENAS. No mean no common wing shall bear The two-form'd poet through the air; Nor longer doom'd on earth to stay, Will I 'mid envious towns delay. Not I not I-who, some proclaim, From blood of pauper parents came, Shall, lov'd Mæcenas, breathe my last, Nor Stygian waves detain me fast. Rough skin invades my legs below ;- Swifter than Icarus shall I soar, To visit Bosphorus' murmuring shore; And try the Hyperborean plain, A bird of sweet melodious strain. Colchians and Dacians, who conceal From Marsian troops the fear they feel, With wild Geloni-far remote, Alike by learned Spaniard known, - Indecent grief, or mournful strain Suppress your funeral-cries, and save The needless honours of the grave. |