SPECIMENS OF TRANSLATION FROM MEDEA. Σκαιες δε λέγων, κεδὲν τι σοφες Medea, v. 194. p. 33. Glafg. Edit. T ELL me, ye bards, whose skill fublime · First charm'd the ear of youthful Time With numbers wrapt in heav'nly fire, Who bade delighted echo fwell G The trembling tranfports of the lyre, The murmur of the fhell, Why to the burst of Joy alone Accords fweet Mufic's foothing tone? In flambers steep the heart of pain? The mild, the plaintive, and the deep, Your golden lute, with ravish'd ear? Oh! has your sweetest shell no power to bind 15 The fiercer pangs that shake the mind, And lull the wrath, at whose command Murder bares her gory hand? When flush'd with joy, the rofy throng Weave the light dance, ye fwell the fong! 20 |