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Ode
ODE
FOR THE NEW YEAR , _ 794 ? ' Bv HENRY JAMES PYE , E . < C POET LAURJAT ,
¦ ¦ i IIJI inutMMaamamaimjmm ^ m ^^ mmam wiTn frr-t I . NURTUR'D in storms , the infant Year ' Comes in terrific glqry forth , r . artn meets him wrapt in mantle drear , And the loud tempest sings his birth . Yet ' mid the elemental strife
Brood the rich germs of vernal life . From January ' s iron reign , And the dark month's succeeding t _ ain The renovated glebe prepare For genial May's ambrosial air , For fruits that glowing Summer yield ; , For laghing Autumn's golden fields 5 And the stout swainwhose frame defies
, The driving storm , the hostile skies , While his keen plowshare turns the stubborn sqil , Knows plenty only springs th e J 4 ^ reward of toil . ' n , . Then if fell war's tempestuous sound Swell far and wide with louder roar , Jf stern th' avenging Nations round
' Threaten ypn fate-devoted shore , Hope points to gentler hours again When Peaceshall re-assume her reign—r Yet never o'er his timid head " Her lasting olive shall be spread , Whose breast inglorious woos her charms When fame , when Justice call to arms . —* While Anarch infuriate brood
y's Their garments dyM with guiltless blood , With Titan rage blaspheming try Their impious battle ' gainst the sky , Say , shall BRITANNIA ' S generous Sons embrace Iii folds of amity the happy Race , Or aid the sword that cqward Fury rears , Red with the ' Widow's Blood , wet with the Orphan ' s Tears ?
But tho' tier martial thunders fall Vindictive o ' er Oppreflidn's haughty crest , Awake to pity's suasive call , She spreads her buckler o'er fhe suffering breast From seas that roll'by Gallia ' s sqiitlimost steep , From the rich Isles that crown the Atlantic deep , The hjntive sihthe heart-felt '"'
p g , groan , JLre wafted to her Monarch ' s thrane ' ; '' Open tp mercy , prompt tp save , His ready Navies plow the yielding wave , The ruthless arm of saving Jisence awe , And guard the sacred reign of Freedom and cf Law , ¦ " ¦ ' ; " ' ¦ " jc
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Ode
ODE
FOR THE NEW YEAR , _ 794 ? ' Bv HENRY JAMES PYE , E . < C POET LAURJAT ,
¦ ¦ i IIJI inutMMaamamaimjmm ^ m ^^ mmam wiTn frr-t I . NURTUR'D in storms , the infant Year ' Comes in terrific glqry forth , r . artn meets him wrapt in mantle drear , And the loud tempest sings his birth . Yet ' mid the elemental strife
Brood the rich germs of vernal life . From January ' s iron reign , And the dark month's succeeding t _ ain The renovated glebe prepare For genial May's ambrosial air , For fruits that glowing Summer yield ; , For laghing Autumn's golden fields 5 And the stout swainwhose frame defies
, The driving storm , the hostile skies , While his keen plowshare turns the stubborn sqil , Knows plenty only springs th e J 4 ^ reward of toil . ' n , . Then if fell war's tempestuous sound Swell far and wide with louder roar , Jf stern th' avenging Nations round
' Threaten ypn fate-devoted shore , Hope points to gentler hours again When Peaceshall re-assume her reign—r Yet never o'er his timid head " Her lasting olive shall be spread , Whose breast inglorious woos her charms When fame , when Justice call to arms . —* While Anarch infuriate brood
y's Their garments dyM with guiltless blood , With Titan rage blaspheming try Their impious battle ' gainst the sky , Say , shall BRITANNIA ' S generous Sons embrace Iii folds of amity the happy Race , Or aid the sword that cqward Fury rears , Red with the ' Widow's Blood , wet with the Orphan ' s Tears ?
But tho' tier martial thunders fall Vindictive o ' er Oppreflidn's haughty crest , Awake to pity's suasive call , She spreads her buckler o'er fhe suffering breast From seas that roll'by Gallia ' s sqiitlimost steep , From the rich Isles that crown the Atlantic deep , The hjntive sihthe heart-felt '"'
p g , groan , JLre wafted to her Monarch ' s thrane ' ; '' Open tp mercy , prompt tp save , His ready Navies plow the yielding wave , The ruthless arm of saving Jisence awe , And guard the sacred reign of Freedom and cf Law , ¦ " ¦ ' ; " ' ¦ " jc