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HORACE. BOOK II. ODE X.

What if thine heaven be overcast?
The dark appearance will not last;
Expect a brighter sky:

The God that strings the silver bow
Awakes sometimes the Muses too,
And lays his arrows by.

If hinderances obstruct thy way,
Thy magnanimity display,

And let thy strength be seen;
But O! if Fortune fill thy sail
With more than a propitious gale,
Take half thy canvass in.

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REFLECTION ON THE FOREGOING ODE.

AND is this all? Can Reason do no more

Than bid me shun the deep and dread the shore?
Sweet moralist! afloat on life's rough sea,

The Christian has an art unknown to thee.
He holds no parley with unmanly fears;
Where Duty bids he confidently steers,
Faces a thousand dangers at her call,

And trusting in his God, surmounts them all.

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This elegant Rose had. I shaken it lefs. Might have bloomed with its owner awhile: And the tear, that is wip'd with a little addrefs. May be follow'd perhaps with a smile.

DRAWN BY RICHARD WESTALL R. A. ENGRAVED BY EDWARD PORTBURY: PUBLISHED BY JOHN SHARPE PICCADILLY.

MARCH 25. 1825.

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