SPECIMEN of a Tranflation of the ODYSSEY.

'HE nurfe all wild with tranfport feem'd to swim,

THE

Joy wing'd her feet and lighten'd ev'ry limb;
Then to the room with speed impatient borne
Flew with the tidings of her lord's return.
There bending o'er the fleeping queen, he cries,
Rife, my Penelope, my daughter, rife
To fee Ulyffes thy long abfent fpoufe,

rage

Thy foul's defire and lord of all thy vows:
Though late, he comes, and in his has flain,
For all their wrongs, the haughty fuitor train.
Ah, Euryclea, fhe replies, you rave;

The gods refume that reafon which they gave;
For Heaven deep wisdom to the fool supplies,
But oft infatuates and confounds the wife.
And wisdom once was thine! but now I find
The gods have ruin'd thy distemper'd mind.
How could you hope your fiction to impofe?
Was it to flatter or deride my woes?
How could you break a sleep with talk so vain,
That held my forrows in fo foft a chain ?
A fleep fo fweet I never could enjoy
Since my dear lord left Ithaca for Troy:
Curft Troy-oh! why did I thy name disclose?
Thy fatal name awakens all my woes :
But fly-fome other had provok'd my rage,
And you but owe your pardon to your age..

No artful tales, no ftudied lies, I frame,
Ulyffes lives (rejoins the reverend dame)
In that dishonour'd stranger's close disguise,
Long has he pafs'd all unfufpecting eyes,
All but thy fon's-and long has he fuppreft
The well-concerted fecret in his breast;
Till his brave father fhould his foes defeat,
And the close scheme of his revenge compleat.
Swift as the word the queen transported sprung,
And round the dame in ftrict embraces hung;
Then as the big round tears began to roll,
Spoke the quick doubts and hurry of her foul.
If my victorious hero fafe arrives,

If my dear lord, Ulyffes, ftill furvives,
Tell me, oh tell me, how he fought alone?
How were fuch multitudes deftroy'd by one?
Nought I beheld, but heard their cries, she said,
When death flew raging, and the fuitors bled:
Immur'd we liften'd, as we fat around,
To each deep groan and agonizing found.
Call'd by thy fon to view the fcene I fled,
And faw Ulyffes ftriding o'er the dead!
Amidst the rifing heaps the hero ftood
All grim, and terribly adorn'd with blood.

CON

CONTENTS

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PITT'S

POEMS.

REFACE

PREF

Epistle to Dr. Young, at Eaftbury in Dorset-
fhire, on the Review at Sarum, 1722.

Page 184

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On the approaching Delivery of her Royal Highness,
in the Year 1721. An Ode.

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The First Hymn of Callimachus, to Jupiter.
The Second Hymn of Callimachus, to Apollo.
To Sir James Thornhill, on his excellent Painting,
the Rape of Helen, at the Seat of General Erle in
Dorfetfhire. Written in the Year 1718.

205

Part of the Second Book of Statius.

On the Death of a Young Gentleman.

Chrift's Paffion, from a Greek Ode of Mr. Mafters,

formerly of New College. An Ode.

21F

218

219

On the King's Return, in the Year 1720.

221

On the Masquerades.

223

On a Shadow. An Ode.

225

To Cælia playing on a Lute. An Ode.

227

To the Unknown Author of the Battle of the

Sexes

228

The

The Twelfth Ode of the Firft Book of Horace,

Tranflated.

229

The XXIId Ode of the Firft Book of Horace.

231

in the Year 1721.

The Song of Moses, in the XVth Chapter of Exodus,

The Third Ode of the Second Book of Horace

The Third Ode of the Fourth Book of Horacé,
Paraphrafed.

On the approaching Congress of Cambray. Written

The Fable of the Young Man and his Cat.

To Mr. Pope, on his Tranflation of Homer's

Iliad.

Part of the Firft neid of Virgil Tranflated.

On his Majefty's playing with a Tiger in Kenfington Gardens.

281

A Dialogue between a Poet and his Servant. Ode to John Pitt, Efq; advifing him to build a Banqueting-house on a Hill that over-looks the Sea. 285

3

Ode

257

263

265

267

270

272

Ode to John Pitt, Efq; on the fame Subject.

288

On Mrs. Walker's Poems, particularly that on the

Author.

290

Verses on a Flowered Carpet, worked by the Young

Ladies at Kingston.

291

Verfes on a Flowered Carpet.

292

On the Art of Preaching. A Fragment.

An Epitaph, inscribed on a Stone that covers his
Father, Mother, and Brother.

A Poem on the Death of Earl Stanhope.
Epitaph on Dr. Keil, the famous Aftronomer.
Vida's Art of Poetry.

293

296

297

301

305

Horace, Book II. Ep. xix. Imitated; in an Epiftle to Mr. Robert Lowth.

387

Odyifey.

Poem to Mr. Spence, prefixed to the Effay on Pope's

Imitation of Spenfer.

Epiftle to J. Pitt, Efq; in Imitation of Horace.

Epiftle to Mr. Spence, in Imitation of Horace.
Invitation to a Friend at Court.

389

390

392

394

397

Epiftle to Mr. Spence, when Tutor to Lord Middle

fex; in Imitation of Horace.

399

Specimen of a Translation of the Odyssey.

403

THE END OF PITT'S POEMS.