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ODE. IN IMITATION OF HORACE HIS ODE I, 5, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: To whom now, pyrrha, art thou kinde?
Last Line: My consecrated vessel hangs at last.
Subject(s): Horace (65-8 B.c.)


1.

TO whom now, Pyrrha, art hou kinde?
To what heart-ravisht Lover
Dost thou thy golden locks unbinde,
Thy hidden sweets discover,
And with large bounty open set
All the bright stores of thy rich Cabinet?

2.

Ah simple Youth, how oft will he
Of thy changed Faith complain?
And his own Fortunes find to be
So airy and so vain,
Of so Camaeleon-like an hew,
That still their colour changes with it too?

3.

How oft, alas, will he admire
The blackness of the Skies?
Trembling to hear the Winds sound higher
And see the billows rise;
Poor unexperienc'd He,
Who ne're, alas, before had been at Sea!

4.

He' enjoys thy calmy Sun-shine now,
And no breath stirring hears;
In the clear heaven of thy brow
No smallest Cloud appears.
He sees thee gentle, fair and gay,
And trusts the faithless April of thy May.

5.

Unhappy! thrice unhappy He,
T' whom Thou untryed dost shine!
But there's no danger now for Me,
Since o're Loretto's Shrine,
In witness of the Shipwrack past
My Consecrated Vessel hangs at last.





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