The Soldier from fuccefsful Camps returning, Those, mighty Jove, mean time, Thy glorious Care, And as their Actions tend fubordinate To what Thy Will designs, Thou giv'ft the Means Great Ruler of the World: Thefe only have To some whole Months; revolving Years to fome: Their tedious Life, and mourn their Purpose blasted Hail! greatest Son of SATURN, wife Difpofer And And lefs diffufes Good. Then grant us, Gracious, HAH! how the Laurel, great APOLLO's Tree, And all the Cavern fhakes! far off, far off, The Man that is unhallow'd: for the God, The God approaches. Hark! He knocks: the Gates Feel the glad Impulse: and the fever'd Bars Submiffive clink against their brazen Portals. Why do the DELIAN Palms incline their Boughs, Self-mov'd: and hov'ring Swans, their Throats releas'd From native Silence, carol Sounds harmonious? Begin, young Men, the Hymn: let all your Harps Break their inglorious Silence; and the Dance, In mystic Numbers trod, explain the Mufic. But first by ardent Pray'r, and clear Luftration Purge the contagious Spots of Human Weakness: Impure Impure no Mortal can behold APOLLO. And bless your spreading Colonies Encrease. Pay facred Rev'rence to APOLLO's Song; Ev'n thro' the PHRYGIAN Marble. Hapless Mother! Against the Deity 'tis hard to ftrive. He that refifts the Power of PTOLEMY, Refifts the Pow'r of Heav'n: for Pow'r from Heav'n Recite APOLLO's Praife, 'till Night draws on, Sublime Sublime at JOVE's right Hand APOLLO fits, And thence diftributes Honor, gracious King, And Theme of Verfe perpetual. From his Robe Flows Light ineffable: his Harp, his Quiver, And LICTIAN Bow are Gold: with golden Sandals His Feet are fhod; how rich! how beautiful! Beneath his Steps the yellow Min'ral rises; And Earth reveals her Treasures. Youth and Beauty Eternal deck his Cheek: from his fair Head Perfumes diftill their Sweets; and chearful HEALTH, His dutious Handmaid, thro' the Air improv'd, With lavish Hand diffufes Scents Ambrofial. The Spear-man's Arm by Thee, great God, directed, Sends forth a certain Wound. The Laurel'd Bard, Infpir'd by Thee, compofes Verfe Immortal. Taught by thy Art Divine, the fage Physician Eludes the Urn; and chains, or exiles Death. Thee NOMIAN We adore; for that from Heav'n Defcending, Thou on fair AMPHRYS US' Banks Did'st guard ADMETUS' Herds. Sithence the Cow Produc'd an ampler Store of Milk; the She-Goat Not without Pain dragg'd her diftended Udder; And Ewes, that erft brought forth but fingle Lambs, Now drop'd their Two-fold Burdens. Bleft the Cattle, On which APOLLO caft his fav'ring Eye! But, PHOEBUS, Thou to Man beneficent, Delight'st in building Cities. Bright DIANA, Kind Sister to thy infant-Deity New-wean'd, and just arifing from the Cradle, Thou fhew'dft, where Towers, or Battlements fhould rife; BATTUS, our great Progenitor, now touch'd Of future Kings, and Favor of the God, Whofe Oath is fure, and Promife ftands Eternal. Or BOEDROMIAN hear'ft Thou pleas'd, or CLARIAN, Our |