Reftore, restore Eurydice to life;

Oh take the husband, or return the wife!

He fung, and hell confented

To hear the poet's prayer;
Stern Proferpine relented

And gave

him back the fair.

Thus fong cou'd prevail

O'er death and o'er hell,

A conqueft how hard and how glorious!
Tho' fate had fast bound her,

With Styx nine times round her,
Yet mufic and love were victorious.

VI.

But foon, too foon, the lover turns his eyes:
Again fhe falls, again fhe dies, fhe dies!
How wilt thou now the fatal fisters move?
No crime was thine, if 'tis no crime to love.
Now under hanging mountains,

Befide the fall of fountains,
Or where Hebrus wanders

Rolling in mæanders,

All alone

Unheard, unknown,
He makes his moan,
And calls her ghost,
For ever, ever, ever lost!

Vol. II.

S

Now

Teque gemens vocat, Eurydice,
Perdita, perdita,

Heu! omne in ævum perdita!

Nunc totum Eumenides exagitant, jugis
En! canæ Rhodopes in gelidis tremit,

Ardefcens tremit, infanit, fpemque abjicit omnem, Ecce! avia luftra furens fugit ocyor Euro;

per

Evo! perftrepit, audin, ut Hamus, et ingemit evo!-
-Ah! petit!

Eurydicen tamen extremâ cum voce profundit,
Eurydicen tremulo murmure lingua canit,

Eurydicen nemus,

Eurydicen aquæ,

Eurydicen montes, gemebundaque faxa retorquent.

VII.

Luctus mufica temperat feroces,
Et fati levat ingruentis ictus:
Dulcis mufica mollitèr dolorem
Mutat lætitia; fonante plectro
Spes averfa redit, Furor recumbit:
Nobis illa eadem breves adauget
Terræ delicias, opesque cœli

Præfentire docet remotiores.

Hinc folum cecinit Numen, memor, unde beatam Ceperat harmoniam et modulamina non fua, Virgo. Organa plena choris ubi magnifico concentu Mifcentur, aures applicantur cælitum ;

Ferreftres

Now with furies furrounded,

Defpairing, confounded,
He trembles, he glows.
Amidst Rhodope's fnows;

See, wild as the winds, o'er the defart he flies;
Hark! Hamus refounds with the Bacchanals cries-
-Ah! fee he dies!

Yet ev❜n in death Eurydice he fung,
Eurydice ftill trembled on his tongue,
Eurydice the woods,

Eurydice the floods,

Eurydice the rocks and hollow mountains rung.

VII.

Mufic the fierceft grief can charm,

And fate's feverest rage difarm:

Mufic can soften pain to ease,

And make despair and madness please:
Our joys below it can improve,

And antedate the blifs above.

This the divine Cecilia found,

And to her maker's praise confin'd the found.
When the full organ joins the tuneful quire,
Th' immortal pow'rs incline their ear,
Borne on the swelling notes our fouls afpire,
While folemn airs improve the facred fire;
And angels lean from heav'n to hear.

Terreftres animæ tolluntur in aftra tumenti
Carmine, divinoque alitur facra flamma furore;
Dum prona cœlo pendet angelûm cohors.
Orpheûm, Pierides, tandem tacuiffe licebit,
Cæciliam a vobis nobiliora manent:

Vix ille Eurydicen finc fruge reduxit ab umbris ;
Illa animam e terris, et fuper aftra vehit.

DE

Of Orpheus now no more let poets tell, To bright Cecilia greater pow'r is giv'n; His numbers rais'd a fhade from hell, Her's lift the foul to heav'n,

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