of the Ten Thousand. Its full exertion, and most | While there my laws alone defpotic reign'd, beautiful effects, in Athens, to ver. 216. Liber- And kings as well as people proud obey'd; "ty the fource of free philofophy. The various I taught them fetence, virtue, wifdom, arts; fchools which took their rife from Socrates, to v. By poets, fages, legiflators fought, 257. Enumeration of fine arts: Eloquence, Po- The fchool of polish'd life and human-kind : etry, Mufic, Sculpture, Painting, and Architec-But when myfterious Superftition camé, ture, the effects of Liberty in Greece, & brought to their utmost perfection there, to ver. 381.Tranfition to the modern state of Greece, to ver: 411. Why Liberty declined, and was at laft entirely loft among the Greeks, to ver. 472. Concluding reflection.
HUS fpoke the goddess of the fear lef's eye, And at her voice, renew'd, the Vifion rofe. Firft, in the dawn of time, with eaftern fwains,
In woods, and tents, and cottages, I liv'd,
And, with her Civil Sifter leagu ́d, involv'd In ftudy'd darknefs the defponding mind, Then tyrant Power the righteous fcourge un loos'd; For yielded reafon speaks the foul a flave. Instead of useful works, like Nature's great, Enormous, cruel wonders crufh'd the land, And round a tyrant's tonib, who none deferv'd, For one vile carcafs perish'd countless lives. Then the great Dragon, couch'd amid his floods, Swell'd his fierce heart, and cry'd-" This flood is mine,
While on from plain to plain they led their flocks," 'Tis 1 that bid it flow."-But, undeceiv'd,
In fearch of clearer fpring, and fresher field. Thefe, as increafing families difclos'd The tender state, I taught an equal fway. Few were offences, properties, and laws. Beneath the rural portal, palm-o'erfpread, The father fenate met. There Juftice dealt, With reason then and equity the fame, Free as the common air, her prompt decree ; Nor yet had stain'd her fword with fubjects blood. The fimpler arts were all their fimpler wants 15 Had urg'd to light; but inftant, these supply'd, Another fet of fonder wants arofe, And other arts with them of finer aim, Till, from refining want to want impell'd, The Mind by thinking pufh'd her latent powers, And life began to glow, and arts to shine.
At first, on brutes alone the ruftic war Launch'd the rude fpear; fwift as he glar'd along, On the grim lion or the robber wolf! For then young fportive Life was void of toil, 25 Demanding little, and with little pleas'd ; But when to manhood grown, and endless joys, Led on by equal toils, the bofom fir'd, Lewd lazy Rapine broke primeval Peace, And, hid in caves and idle forests drear, From the lone pilgrim and the wandering fwain Seiz'd what he durft not earn. Then brother's
First, horrid, fmoak'd on the polluted skies. Awful in juftice, then the burning youth, Led by their temper'd fires, on lawless men, The last worst monsters of the fhaggy wood, Turn'd the keen arrow and the sharpen'd fpear. Then war grew glorious. Heroes then arose, Who, fcorning coward felf, for others liv'd, Toil'd for their cafe, and for their safety bled. Weft with the living day to Greece I came : Earth fmild beneath my beam; the Mufe before Sonorous flew, that low, till then, in woods Had un'd the reed, and figh'd the fhepherd's pain;
But now, to fing heroic deeds, the fwell'd A nobler note, and bade the banquet burn. For Greece my fous of Egypt I forfook, A boaftful race, that in the vain abyfs Of fabling ages lov'd to lose their fource, And with their river trac'd it from the fkies.
His frenzy foon the proud blafphemer felt: Felt that, without My fertilizing power, Suns loft their force, and Niles o'erflow'd in vain. Nought could retard me; nor the frugal state Of rifing Perfia, fober in extreme, Beyond the pitch of man, and thence revers'd Into luxurious wafte: nor yet the ports Of old Phoenicia, ficft for letters fam'd
That paint the voice, and filent fpeak to fight, Of arts prime fource and guardian! by fair stars, Firft tempted out into the lonely deep, To whom I first difclos'd mechanic arts, The winds to conquer, to fubdue the waves, 89 Earneft of Britain. Nor by these retain'd, with all the peaceful power of ruling trade; Nor by the neighbouring land, whose palmy fhore
The filver Jordan laves: before Me lay The promis'd Land of Arts, and urg'd my flight.
And still the mountains and the streams of fong. All that boon Nature could luxuriant pour Of high materials, and My restless arts Frame into finih'd life. How many Rates, And clustering towns, and monuments of fame, And fcenes of glorious deeds, in little bounds! From the rough tract of bending mountains, beat By Adria's here, there by Ægean waves, To where the deep-adorning Cyclade ifles In fhining profpect rife, and on the there. Of farthelt Crete refounds the Lybian main. O'er all two rival cities rear'd the brow, And balanc'd all. Spread on Eurota's bank, 3 Pa
110 | Felt every ardour burn; their great reward The verdant wreath which founding Pifa gave.
Amid a circle of foft-rifing hills, The patient Sparta one; the fober, hard, And man-fubduing city, which no fhape Of pain could conquer, or of pleasure charm. · Lycurgus there built, on the folid base Of equal life, fo well a temper'd state, 115 Where mix'd each government in fuch just poife, Each power fo checking and fupporting each, That firm for ages, and unmov'd it stood, The fort of Greece! without one giddy hour, One shock of faction, or of party rage," For, drain'd the fprings of wealth, corruption
Lay wither'd at the root
Thrice happy land! Had not neglected Art, with weedy Vice 1 Confounded, funk But if Athenian arts Lov'd not the foil, yet there the calm abode Of Wisdom, Virtue, philofophic Ease, Of manly Senfe and Wit, in-frugal phrase Confin'd, and prefs'd into laconic force.
Hence thro' the continent ten thousand Graks Urg'd a retreat, whose glory not the prime 125 Of victories can reach. Deferts in vain
There, too, by rooting thence still treacherous Self,
The public and the private grew the fame : The children of the nurfing Public all, And at its table fed; for that they toil'd, For that they liv'd entire, and e'en for that The tender mother urg'd her fon to die.
Oppos'd their courfe; and hoflile lands, unknown;
And deep rapacious floods; dire-bank'd with death; And mountains, in whofe jaws deftruction grinn'd; 130 Hunger and toil, Armenian fnows and forms, And circling myriads ftill of barbarous foes. Greece in their view, and glory yet untouch'd, Their fteady column pierc'd the scattering herds Which a whole empire pour'd, and held its way Triumphant, by the fage exalted Chief Fir'd and sustain'd. Oh! light and force of mind Almoft almighty, in fevere extremes !
The fea at laft from Colchian mountains fecn, Kind hearted tranfport round their captains threw 140 The foldiers' fond embrace, o'erflow'd their eyes With tender floods, and loos'd the general voice To cries refounding loud-The sea! The sea !
Of fofter genius, but no lefs intent To feize the palm of empire, Athens arofe; Where, with bright marbles big and future pomp, Hymettus fpread, amid the fcented sky, His thymy treasures to the labouring bee, And to botanic hand the stores of health. Wrapt in a foul-attenuating clime, Between Iliffus and Cephiffes glow'd This hive of Science, thedding fweets divine, Of active arts and animated arms.. There, paffionate for Me, an easy-mov'd, A quick, refin'd, a delicate, humane, Enlighten'd people reign'd. Oft' on the brink Of ruin, hurry'd by the charm of speech, Inforcing hafty counsel immature, Totter'd the rafh Democracy, unpois'd, And by the rage devour'd that ever tears A populace unequal; part too rich, And part or fierce with want or abject grown. Solon, at laft, their mild restorer, rofe, Allay'd the tempeft, to the calm of laws Reduc'd the fettling whole, and, with the weight Which the two Senates to the public lent, As with an anchor, fix'd the driving state.
In Attic bounds hence heroes, fages, wits, 205 Shone thick as ftars the Milky Way of Greece! And tho' gay Wit and pleafing Grace was theirs, All the foft Modes of Elegance and Eafe, Yet was not Courage lefs, the patient touch Of toiling Art, and Difquifition deep.
My fpirit pours a vigour thro' the foul,
150 Th unfetter'd thought with energy infpires, Invincible in arts, in the bright field Cf nobler Science, as in that of Arms. Athenians thus not lefs intrepid burst The bonds of tyrant darkness, than they fpura'd The Perfian chains; while thro' the city, full Of mirthful quarrel and of witty war, Irceffent firuggled tafte refining tafle, And friendly free difcuffion, calling forth From the fair jewel Truth its latent ray. O'er all fhone out the great Athenian Sage, And Father of Philofophy; the fun
Nor was My forming care to these confin'd ; For emulation thro' the V hole 1 pour'd, Noble contention ho fhould most excel In government well pois'd, adjusted best To public weal; in countries cultur'd high; In ornamented towns, where Order reigns, Frce focial life, and polifh'd manners fair; In excrcife and arms; arms only drawn For common Greece, to quell the Perfian pride; In meral science, and in graceful arts. Hence, as for glory peacefully they frove, The prize grew greater, and the prize of all. 170 By conteft brighten'd, hence the radiant youth Pour'd every beam; by generous pride inflam'd,
From whole white blaze, emerg'd, each waricus
Exalting, blending in a perfect whole. Thy workmen left e'en Nature's felf behind. From those far different, whofe prolifie hand Peoples a nation, they for years on years, By the cool touches of judicious toil, Their rapid genius curbing, pour'd it all Thro' the live features of one breathing stone. 240 There, beaming full, it fhone, expreffing gods; Jove's awful brow, Apollo's air divine, The fierce atrocious frown of finew'd Mars, 305 Or the fly graces of the Cyprian Queen. Minutely perfect all! each dimple funk, And every muscle fwell'd, as Nature taught. In treffes, braided gay, the marble wav'd, Flow'd in loofe robes, or thin tranfparent veils ; Sprung into motion, foften'd into flesh, Was fir'd to paffion, or refin'd to foul.
Or grace mankind, and what he taught he was. Compounded high, tho' plain, his doctrine broke In different Schools. The bold poetic phrafe 235 Of figur'd Plato, Xenophon's pure ftrain, Like the clear brook that fteals along the vale, Diffecting truth, the Stagyrite's keen eye, Th' exalted Stoic pride, the Cynic fneer, The flow-confenting Academic doubt; And, joining bifs to virtue, the glad ease Of Epicurus, feldom understood. They, ever candid, reafon ftili oppos'd To reafon, and, fince virtue was their aim," Each by fure practife try'd to prove his way The best. Then flood untouch'd the folid base Of Liberty, the liberty of mind; For fiflems yet, and foul-enflaving creeds, Slept with the monsters of fucceeding times. From priefly darknefs fprung the enlightening
Of fire, and fword, and rage, and horrid names. O Greece! thou fapient nurfe of finer Arts! Which to bright Science blooming Fancy bore, Be this thy praife, that thou, and thou a'one, In these haft led the way, in these excell'd, Crown'd with the laurel of affenting Time. In thy full language, speaking mightier things, Like a clear torrent close, or elfe diffus'd Abroad majestic ftream, and rolling on Thro' all the winding harmony of found, In it the power of Eloquence, at large, Breath'd the perfuafive or pathetic fonl, Still'd by degrees the democratic ftorm, Or bade it threatning rife, and tyrants fhock, Fiufh'd at the head of their victorious troops. In it the Mufe, her fury never quench'd, By mean unyielding phrafe, or jarring found, Her unconfin'd divinity difplay'd, And, ftill harmonious, form'd it to her will, Or foft deprefs'd it to the shepherd's moan, Or rais'd it fwelling to the tongue of gods.
Heoric Song was thine, the fountain bard, Whence each poetic fream derives it courfe. Thine the dread Moral Scene, thy chief delight! Where idly Fancy durft not mix her voice, When reafon spoke auguft; the fervent heart Or plain'd or form'd, and in the impaffion'd man, Concealing art with art, the poct funk. This potent school of manners, but when left To loofe neglect, a land corrupting plague, Was not unworthy deem'd of public care, And boundless coft, by thee, whole every fon, E'en laft mechanic, the true tale poffefs d Of what had favour to the nourish'd foul. The fwet enforcer of the poet's ftrain, Thine was the meaning Mulic of the heart; Not the vain thrill that, void of paffion, runs, In giddy mazes, tickling idle cars, But that deep-fearching voice, and artful hand, To which refpondent shakes the varied foul. Thy fair ideas, thy delightful forms, By Love imagin'd, by the Graces touch'd, The boast of well pleas'd Nature! Sculpture feiz'd,
And bad them ever fmile in Parian ftone. Selecting Beauty's choice, and that again
Nor lefs thy pencil, with creative touch, Shed mimic life, when all thy brightest dames Affembled, Zeuxis in his Helen mix'd. 315 And when Appelles, who peculiar knew To give a grace that more than mortal smil'd, The foul of Beauty! call'd the Queen of Love Fresh from the billows, blufhing orient charms, E'en fuch enchantment then thy pencil pour'd, That cruel-thoughted War th' impatient torch Dash'd to the ground, and, rather than destroy The patriot picture, let the city 'scape.
First elder Sculpture taught her fister Art Correct defign, where great ideas thone, And in the fecret trace expreffion spoke : Taught her the graceful attitude, the turn, And beauteous airs of head; the native act, Or bold or eafy, and caft free behind, The fwelling mantle's well-adjufted flow. Then the bright Mufe, their eldest Sister, came, And bade her follow where the led the way! Bade earth, and fea, and air, in colours rife, And copious action on the canvas glow; Gave her gay Fable, fpread Invention's ftore, Enlarg'd her view, taught composition high, That starts to fight, binds and commands the And juft arrangement, circling round one point,
On the feath'd oak the ragged lightning fell; In clofing fhades, and where the current strays, With Peace and Love, and Innocence, around, Pip'd the lone fhepherd to his feeding flock; Round happy parents fail'd their younger felves, And friends convers'd, by death divided long.
To public virtues thus the fmiling Arts, 365 Unblemish'd handmaids! ferv'd; the Graces they To drefs this faire Venus. Thus rever'd, And plac'd beyond the reach of fordid care, The high awarders of immortal fame, Alone for glory thy great mafters ftrove; Courted by kings, and by contending states Affum'd the boafted honour of their birth.
In Architecture, too, thy rank fupreme! That art where moft magnificent appears The little builder Man; by thee refin'd, And, fmiling high, to full perfe&ion brought. Such thy fure rules, that Goths of every age, Who fcorn'd their aid, have only loaded earth With labour'd heavy monuments of shame Not thofe gay domes that o'er thy fplendid fhore Shot, all proportion up. Firft unadorn'd And nobly plain, the manly Doric role; Th' Ionic then, with decent matron grace, Her airy pillar heav'd; luxuriant laft, The rich Corinthian spread her wanton wreath; The whole fo meafur'd true, fo leffen'd off By fine proportion, that the marble pile, Form'd to repel the ftill or ftormy wafte Of rolling ages, light as fabrics look'd That from the magic wand aerial rife. These were the wonders that illumin'd Greece From end to end.-Here interrupting warm, Where are they now? (I cry'd) fay, Goddefs! where ?
And what the land thy darling thus of old ? Sunk! the refum'd; deep in the kindred gloom Of fuperftition and of Siavery funk! No glory now can touch their hearts, benumb'd By loofe dejected floth and servile fear; No fcience pierce the darkness of their minds; No nobler art the quick ambitious foul Of imitation in their breast awake. F'en to fupply the needful arts of life Mechanic toil denies the hopelefs hand : Scarce any trace remaining, vettige grey, Or nodding column, on the defart fhore, To point where Corinth or where Athens ftood.
A faithlefs land of violence and death!
Where commerce parleys, dubious, on the fhore; And his wild impulfe curious fearch restrains, Afraid to truft th' inhospitable clime. Neglected Nature fails; in fordid want Sunk, and debas'd, their beauty beams no more. The fun himself feems angry, to regard, Of light unworthy, the degen'rate race, And fires them oft' with peftilential rays; While earth, blue poifon teaming on the fkies, Indignant shakes them from her troubled fides. But as from man to man, Fate's first decree, Impartial Death the tide of riches rolls, So flates must die, and Liberty go round. Fierce was the ftand ere Virtue, Valour, Arts, And the Soul fir'd by Me, (that often stung
With thoughts of better times and old renown, From hydra-tyrants try'd to clear the land,) Lay quite extinct in Greece, their works effac'd, And grofs o'er all unfeeling Bondage spread. Sooner I mov'd My much reluctant fight, Pois'd on the doubtful wing, when Greece with Greece,
Embroit'd in foul contention, fought no more. For common glory and for common weal, 430 But, falfe to freedom, fought to quell the free; Broke the firm bond of peace, and facred love, That lent the whole irrefragable force, And, as around the partial trophy blush'd, Prepare the way for total overthrow.
Then to the Perfian power, whose pride they
When Xerxes pour'd his millions o'er the land, Sparta by turns, and Athens, vilely fu'd; Su'd to be venal parricides, to fpill
Their country's bravest blood, and on themselves To turn their matchlefs mercenary arms. Peaceful in Sufa, then, fat the Great King, And by the trick of treaties, the ftill watc Of fly corruption and barbaric gold, Effected what his steel could ne'er perform. 4 Profufe he gave them the luxurious draught, Inflaming all the land; unbalanc'd wide Their tottering ftate; their wild affemblies rul'd, As the winds turn'd at every blaft the feas, And by their lifted orators, whose breath Still with a factious ftorm infefted Greece, Rous'd them to Civil war, or dash'd them down
To fordid peace-Peace! that, when Sparta fhook Aftonish'd Artaxerxes on his throne, Gave up, fair-fpread o'er Afia's funny fhore, 455 Their kindred cities to perpetual chains. What could fo base, so infamous a thought In Spartan hearts infpire? Jealous, they faw Refpiring Athens rear again her walls, And the pale fury fir'd them once again To crush this rival city to the dust, For now no more the noble focial foul Of Liberty My families combin'd, But by fhort views and felfish paffions broke, Dire as when friends are rankled into foes, 465 They mix'd fevere, and wag'd eternal war; Nor felt they, furious, their exhausted force; Nor, with falfe glory, difcord, madness blind, Saw how the blackning ftorm from Thracia came. Long years roll'd on, by many a battle flain'd, And military glory, fhone fupreme: The blush and boast of Fame! where courage, art,
But let detefting ages from the scene Of Greece, felf-mangled, turn the fickening eye. At last, when bleeding from a thousand wounds She felt her fpirits fail, and in the duft
Her latest heroes, Nicias, Conon, lay, Agefilaus, and the Theban Friends,
The Macedonian Vulture mark'd his time, By the dire fcent of Cheronæa lur'd, and, fierce defcending, seiz'd his hapless prey.
Thus tame fubmitted to the victor's yoke Greece! once the gay, the turbulent, the bold, For every Graes, and Mufc, and Science, born With
With arts of war, of government, elate;
To tyrants dreadful, dreadful to the best;
Whom I Myfelf could fcarcely rule; and thus
The Perfian fetters, that inthrall'd the mind,
Were turn'd to: format and apparent chains.
Unless Corruption first deject the pride
And guardian vigour of the Free-born foul,
The crude attempts of Violence are vain ;
For firm within, and while at heart untouch'd,
Ne'er yet by Force was Freedom overcome.
But foon as Independence ftoops the head,
To vice enflav'd, and vice created wants,
Then to fome toul corrupting hand, whofe wafte
Thefe heighten'd wants with fatal bounty feeds,
From man to man the flackening ruin runs,
Till the whole State, unnerv'd, in flavery finks.
the dark ages; to ver. 536. The celestial regi ons, to which Liberty retired, not proper to be opened to the view of mortals.
ERE melting mix'd with air th' ideal forms,
That painted. ftill whate'er the goddefs
fung,
Then I, impatient," From extinguish'd Greece.
"To what new region ftream'd the Human Day?"
She, foftly fighing, as when Zephyr leaves,
Refign'd to Boreas, the declining year,
Refum'd, Indignant, thefe laft fcenes I fled,
And long ere then Leucadia's cloudy cliff,
And the Ceraunian hills behind me thrown,
All Latium stood arous'd. Ages before,
Great mother of Republics! Greece had pour'd,
Swarm after fwarm, her ardent youth around;
On Afia, Africa, Sicily, they froop'd.
But chief on fair Hefperia's winding fhore,
Where from Lacinium to Etrurian vales
They roll'd increasing colonies along,
And lent materials for My Roman reign.
With them my fpirit fpread, and numerous ftates
And cities rofe, on Grecian models form'd,
As its parental policy and arts
Each had imbib'd. Befides, to each affign'd,
A Guardian genius o'er the public weal,
Kept an unclofing eye; try'd to fuftain,
O more, fublime the foul infus'd by Me;
And trong the battle rofe, with 'various wave,
Against the tyrant demons of the land.
Thus, they their little wars and triumphs knew,
Their flows of fortune, and receding times,
But alnioft all below the proud regard
Of ftory vow'd to Rome, on deeds intent,
That truth beyond the flight of fable bore.
AS this part contains a defcription of the efla
blishment of Liberty in Rome, it begins
view of the Grecian colonies fettled in the fo
fou
thern parts of Italy, which, with Sicily, confti-
tuted the Great Greece of the Ancients. With
thefe colonies the fpirit of Liberty and of Re-
publics fpreads over Italy, to ver. 32. Tranfi-
Not fo the Samian Sage; to him belongs
tion to Pythagoras and his philofophy, which he The brightest witnefs of recording fame..
taught through thefe free fates and cities, to ver, for thefe free ftates his native afle forfook,
71. Amidst the many fall republics in Italy, And a vain tyrant's tranfitory fmile,
Rome the deftined feat of Liberty. Her efla He fought Crotona's pure falubrious air,
blifhment there dated from the expulfion of the And thro' Great Greece his gentle wildoin taught;
Tarquins How differing from that in Greece, Wifdom that calm'd for liftening years the mind,
to ver 88. Reference to a view of the Roman Nor ever heard amid the form of zeal
Republic given in the First Part of this Poem: His mental eye first launch'd into the deeps
to mark its rife and fail the peculiar purport of Of boundless ether, where unnumber'd orbs,
This. During its first ages, the greaten force of Myriads on myriads, thro' the pathlefs fky
Liberty and virtue exerted, to ver. 103 The Unerring roll, and wind their steady way,
fource whence derived the heroic virtues of the There he the fall confenting choir beheld,
Romans. Enumeration of thefe virtues. Thence There firft difcern'd the fecret bands of love, 45
their fecurity at home; their glory, fuccefs, and The kind attraction that to central funs
empire, abroad, to ver.
226. Bounds of the Dinds circling earths, and world with world
Roman Empire geographically defcribed, to ver.
unités. 2 2
257. The ftates of Greece reflored to liberty by
Titus Quintus Flaminius, the highest inftance of
public generolity and beneficence, to ver, 328,
The lofs of Liberty in Rome. Its caufes, pro-
grefs, and completion, in the death of Brutus,
to ver. 485, Rome under the Emperors, to ver.
513. From Rome the Goddcts of Liberty goes
among the Northern nations, where, by infufing
into them her fpirit and general principles, the
lays the ground-work of her future establish-
ments; fends them in vengeance on the Roman
Empire, now totally enflaved; and then, with
Arts and Sciences in her train, quits earth during
luftructed thence, he great ideas form'd
Of the whole-moving all-informing God,
The Sun of beings beaming unconfin'd
Light, life, and love, and ever acting power;
Whom naught can image, and who best approves
The filent worship of the moral heart,
That joys in bounteous Heaven, and spreads the
joy.
Nor fcorn'd the foaring fage to ftoop to life, And bound his reafon to the sphere of Man. He gave the four yet reigning virtues name : Infpir'd the study of the finer arts, That civilize mankind, and laws devis'd,”
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