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To crown the Chiefs of GRECIA's happier
Yet how to harmonize the tuneful ftrain *
Your voice has fhewn AONIA's liftening
Nor will you, though your nicer ear retain What founds to pureft Melody belong,
This tribute from a ruder Bard disdain, Proud to record your friendship in his fong.
HENRY JAMES PYE.
*See Effay upon the Harmony of Language, written. by Mr. Mitford, and published by Robson, in the year 1776.
O F THE
DE on the Divine Omniprefence, a College
The Eighth Olympic Ode.-To Alcimedon on his Olym-
A COLLEGE EXERCISE.
Sacred Mufe! thy aid impart,
To rapture wake the founding lyre!
And kindle in my panting heart
A fpark of more than mortal fire:
With votive hands the lay confign
To awful MAJESTY DIVINE,
On whom all life depends,
Whose glorious form we wondering trace
The fearch our dazzled reafon leaves behind,
Exceeds all depth of thought, and mocks the human
Whate'er on earth, in feas, or air,
In countless myriads throng,
Or through the fylvan regions stray,
The infect offspring of a day,
The echoing foreft's vernal fong,
More ftrongly than an angel's voice declare,
Where-e'er we turn our eyes, the GoD of Life is