Ver. 77. For LYCIAN GLAUCUS to the ACHAIAN hoft, Where fair PIRENE's waves enrich the fertile plain.] το λο In Ho GLAUCUS was King of LYCIA, Great Great Grandson to Ver, 121. While thus the shafts of harmony I throw.] This is another instance of that manner of expreffion I have taken notice of in the Note upon the fifth line of the ninth Ode, Ver. 124. To OLIGATHIDE's triumphant band.] The OLIGATHIDE were a tribe, or divifion of the people, at CORINTH, to which XENOPHON belonged. The Scholiaft fays, the number of their prizes was equal in each of the Games, viz. thirty in the ISTHMIAN, and thirty in the ΝΕΜΕΑΝ, Εξηκοντάκις γὰρ ἀμφότεροι τοῖς ἀγῶσιν Ισθμίοις καὶ Νετ μέοις ἀνεκυρήχθησαν οἱ Ὀλι[αιθίδαι, τριάκοντα ἐν ἑκάσῳ ἀγῶνι. Ver. 137. Oft from PARNASSUS' heights, &c.] The Poet here, as in feveral of his other Odes, enumerates the exploits of his patron and his family, in thofe inferior fefti vals which were held in almost every city throughout GREECE; and where the fame exercises were performed, though the prizes were not fo honorable as in the four principal ones, viz. the OLYMPIC, PYTHIAN, NEMEAN, and ISTHMIAN; which were called, by way of eminence, facred. A list of these festivals, with the occafion of them, and the places where they were held, may be found in the twentieth Chapter of the first Volume of Potter's Grecian Antiquities, TWO When iffuing from the polifh'd dome To tread the fragrant meads they roam, Charming the eye, on every fide The rose displays it's purple pride; Each Each bough with golden fruitage bends, Each flower a heavenly perfume fends. There some restrain the courfer's fire, Some wake the foul-delighting lyre, At once their every sense employ. The rolling clouds of incenfe rife, And waft their odors to the skies. ON 1 ON THE IMMORTALITY OF THE SOU L. 'T' IS friendly Death alone bestows A refuge fure from human woes. What though our mortal frames await The inevitable ftroke of Fate, Given by the Gods, the immortal Mind Unhurt, fhall life eternal find: Though oft when toil fubdues the breast Awhile fhe fink to filent reft, Yet when in balmy fleep we lie Around her active fenfes fly, And clearly-boding dreams impart Her judgment to the flumbering heart, Which Blifs, fair Virtue's meed declare, For Vice, the pangs of fad Despair. Conceal'd from view the avenging fword The haughty Tyrant's breaft that gor'd, Belov'd * HARMÓDIUS and ARISTOGEITON, who are celebrated in this Scolion, flew HIPPARCHUS the Tyrant of ATHENS, in the PANATHENEAN Festival; concealing their fwords in the branches of myrtle that were carried on that occafion. This Song was in fuch request, as to be conftantly fung at every Entertainment during the ATHENIAN Republic; infomuch, that the faying, fuch a Person had never fung HARMODIUS with one, was equivalent to faying he never had eaten at one's houfe. The prefent BISHOP of LONU DON, VOL. I. |