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Occasioned by His MAJESTY's return, Sept. 1729,

and the succeeding Peace.

« Monte decurrens velut amnis, imbres

Quem super notas aluere ripas,
“ Fervet, immenfusque ruit profundo.


“ Concines lætofque dies, & urbis
“ Publicum ludum, super impetrato
* Fortis AUGUSTI reditu.”



Pindaric carries a formidable found; but there is A

nothing formidable in the true nature of it; of which (with utmost submission) I conceive the critics have hitherto entertained a false idea. Pindar is as na-tural as Anacreon, though not so familiar. As a fixt ftar is as much in the bounds of nature, as a flower of the field, though less obvious, and of greater dignity. This is not the received notion of Pindar; I shall therefore foon support at large that hint which is now given.

Trade is a very noble subject in itself; more proper than any for an Englishman; and particularly feasonable at this juncture.

We have more specimens of good writing in every province, than in the sublime; our two famous Epic Poems excepted. I was willing to make an attempt where I had fewest rivals.

If, on reading this Ode, any man has a fuller idea of the real interest, or posible glory of his country, than before; or a stronger impresion from it, or a warmer concern for it, I give up to the critic



We have many copies and translations that pass for originals. This Ode I humbly conceive is an original, though it professes imitation. No man can be like Pindar, by imitating any of his particular works; any more than like Raphael, by copying the cartoons.


The genius and spirit of such great men must be collected from the whole ; and when thus we are possessed of it, we must exert its energy in fubjeéts and designs of our own. Nothing is so unpindarical as following Pindar on the foot. Pindar is an original, and he inuit be fo too, who would be like Pindar in that which is his greatest praise. Nothing so unlike as a close copy, and a noble original.

As for length, Pindar has an unbroken Ode of fix hundred lines. Nothing is long or short in writing, but relatively to the demand of the subject, and the manner of treating it. A diffich may be long, and a .folio foort. However, I have broken this Ode into Strains, each of which may be considered as a separate Ode if you please. And if the variety and fullness of matter be considered, I am rather apprehensive of danger from brevity in this Ode, than from length. But lank writing is what I think ought most to be declined, if for nothing else, for our plenty of it.

The Ode is the most fpirited kind of poetry, and the Pindaric is the most spirited kind of Ode; this I speak at my own very great peril: but truth has an eternaj title to our confeffion, though we are sure to suffer by it.



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THE PRE L U DE. The Proposition. An Address to the vessel that

brought over the King. Who Tould fing on this occasion. A Pindaric boast.



by the furge my limbs are spread ;

The winds are loud ; the waves tumultuous roll:

Ye winds ! indulge your rage no more j.

Ye founding billows ! cease to roar;
The God defcends; and transports warm my soul,


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The waves are hush'd; the winds are

This kingdom, from the kingdoms rent, I celebrate in fong-Fam'd Ile ! no less,

By Nature's favour, from mankind,

Than by the foaming fea, disjoind; Alone in bliss ! an isle, in happiness!

III. Though

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