384 ;PODS OJ' CIU.li.A.CTZB, UD ~OL
He ll'llng Darin a great and good,
~ too enere a fate
Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen,
Fallen from hia high eetate,
And weltering in bia blood ;
Deeerted, at biB utmost need,
By tboBe bia former bounty fed;
On the b&re earth exposed he liee
With not a friend to elot~e hit eyes.
-With downcast look.a the joy lei~ victor aate,
Revolvin~t in bia altered eonl
Tho vmous turns of Chance below i
And now and then a sigh he atole,
And tears began to tlow.The mighty master smiled to eee
That Lon was in the next degl"ee ;
'TwAII but a kindred aouod to move,
For Pity melts the mind to love.
Bonty sweet, in Lydian me&~~ures
Boon he soothed his soul to pleMurea.
War, he aung, is toil and trouble,
Honour but an empty bubble,
Never ending, etill beginning;
Fighting ati11 1 and still destroying;
If the world t>e worth thy winning,
Think, 0 think, it worth enjoying:
Lovely Thais site beside thee,
Take the good the gods provide thee!
-The many rend the skies with loud applause;
So Love was erowu'd., but M.uaic won t.he cause.
The prioce 1 un~ble to conceal b1s pain,
Gn.zed on the fair
Wbo caused his care,
And sigh'd and look'd, sigh'd and look'd,
Sigh'd and look'd, and eigh'd again:
At length, with love and wino at once opprest,
The vauquiah'd victor ea.nk. upon her breaat.Now strike the golden lyre apia :
A louder yet, and yet a louder atrain!
Break hia bands of alaep asunder,
Aud rouae him like a rattling peal of thunder.