TASSO GERUS. LIB. CANT. XIV. ST. 32. ISMISS'D at length, they break through all delay To tempt the dangers of the doubtful way; And first to Afcalon their steps they bend, Whose walls along the neighbouring fea extend, Scarce the hoarfe waves from far were heard to roar, The wondrous Sage: vigorous he feem'd in years, A vestment unadorn'd, though white as new-fall'n fnows; Against the stream the waves fecure he trod, As on the Rhine, when Boreas' fury reigns, And sports and wantons o'er the frozen tide. So moved the Seer, but on no harden'd plain; The river boil'd beneath, and rush'd toward the main. Where fix'd in wonder ftood the warlike pair, His course he turn'd, and thus relieved their care: "Vast, oh my friends, and difficult the toil To feek your hero in a distant foil! No common helps, no common guide ye need, For adverse fate the captive chief has hurl'd Beyond the confines of our narrow world: Great things and full of wonder in your ears Scarce had he faid, before the warriors' eyes The watery glimmerings of a fainter day Discover'd half, and half conceal'd their way; As when athwart the dusky woods by night The uncertain crefcent gleams a fickly light. Through fubterraneous paffages they went, Earth's inmost cells, and caves of deep defcent; Of many a flood they view'd the secret source, The birth of rivers rifing to their course, Whate'er with copious train its channel fills, Floats into lakes, and bubbles into rills; The Po was there to fee, Danubius' bed, Sulphureous veins and living filver shine, Which foon the parent fun's warm powers refine, In one rich mass unite the precious store, The parts combine and harden into ore : Here gems break through the night with glittering beam, And paint the margin of the costly stream, All stones of luftre shoot their vivid ray, And mix attemper'd in a various day; Here the foft emerald fmiles of verdant hue, 1738. Æt. 22. РОЕМАТА. HYMENEAL ON THE MARRIAGE OF HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCE OF WALES.1 GNARE noftrûm mentes, et inertia corda, iniquam, Quæ folio affixit, vetuitque calefcere flammâ Dulci, quæ dono divûm, gratiffima ferpit Scilicet ignorant lacrymas, fævofque dolores, Scilicet ignorant, quæ flumine tinxit amaro ; |