To Mr. DRYDEN, upon his Translation of the Third Book of VIRGIL'S GEORGICKS. A PINDARIC ODE. By Mr. JOHN DENNIS. WHILE mounting with expanded wings The Mantuan fwan unbounded heaven explores, While with feraphic founds he towering fings, Mankind ftands wondering at his flight, Thou, Dryden, canft his notes recite II. Sometimes of humble rural things, Thy Mufe, which keeps great Maro ftill in fight, To heaven fublimely wings. But first takes time with majefty to rife, Com Commands, which judgment gives, fhe ftill obeys, Thus Mercury from heaven descends, When Jove his dread commands has given : III. But when thy Goddess takes her flight, With so much majesty, to such a height, As can alone fuffice to prove, That the defcends from mighty Jove : Gods! how thy thoughts then rife, and foar, and shine! Immortal spirit animates each line; Each with bright flame that fires our fouls is crown'd, Each has magnificence of found, And harmony divine. Thus the first orbs, in their high rounds, And to their own coeleftial founds Majestically dance. On, with eternal fymphony, they roll, Each turn'd in its harmonious course, And each inform'd by the prodigious force CON ELEGIES and EPITAPHS. the Memory of the late Countess of Abingdon 170 VI. On the Death of a very young Gentleman VII. Upon young Mr. Rogers of Gloucestershire VIII. On the Death of Mr. Purcell IX. Epitaph on the Lady Whitmore XII. On the Monument of a fair Maiden Lady ibid. XIII. Epitaph on Mrs. Margaret Pafton XIV. On the Monument of the Marquis of Win- SONGS, ODE S, and a MASQUE. ibid. |