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SECOND CLASS.

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ODES.

CLASS THE FIRST

CONTINUED.

ODE XXXVIII.

TO PLEASURE.

Sister of Youth and laughing Joy,

Sweet Pleasure, sorrow-soothing queen, Daughter of Venus, ever-young,

And Bacchus wreath'd with ivy green; Whom on their laps the rosy-bosom'd Hours, And all the Graces nurst beneath Idalian bowers.

O lead me to thy blissful vale !

Where Hope and Health in sprightly round, Leisure, with Freedom hand in hand,

In dance fantastic beat the ground; Where'er they tread the fairest Aowers arise, Embroidering all the green with ever-varying dies.

Let the stern pedant love to waste

In studious search the tedious night, Attentive to the learned page,

By musing taper's glimmering light,

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Whose pensive ear no wakeful sounds alarm,
Save the lone owl, slow clock, or bellman's drowsy

charm.

Me let the cheerful dance engage,

Swift urg'd along the lighted dome; While with new warmth the virgin glows,

Her cheek all flush'd with fresher bloom : Motion and music tenderest thoughts inspire, And all her yielding soul relents to soft desire.

Let the sage Hermit shun mankind,

With pale-eyed Penitence to dwell, To freeze at midnight hours of prayer

Within a solitary cell; Penurious on the verdant herb to sup, And of the chilling stream to drain his beechen cup.

Be mine, amidst the social band,

The raptures of champaign to taste, Whose vigorous juice new relish gives

To mutual converse, Reason's feast; While old Anacreon seems to rise, and say, « Begone, ye toils of lite, ye busy cares, away!"

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