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Ode To Fortitude.
ODE TO FORTITUDE .
NYMPH of the rock , alike serene , Whether the golden Eye of day Beam on the elarth his cheerful ray , And gild with living light the scene ; Or if black storms and whirlwinds howl , If deep-ton'd thunders shake the pole , If meteors dart their' glare around ,
And lightnings fire the blasted ground : In such an hour of wild affright , That stuns the ear , appals the sight , When all Creation shrinks aghast , As if Destruction wing'd the blast , Undaunted does thy soul the shock sustain ,
JJor reck the whirlwind's howl , or thunder-blasted plain-For thee her adamantine shield Does lieav ' n-descended Virtue wield : 'Tis thus thou hear ' st , witljout dismay , The din of arms and discord bray ; The tiger yell , the lion roar ,
That scour the tainted plain for gore . On rocks , that beetle o ' er the deep , Where yawn the jaws of Ruin steep , O'er ravening gulphs , where ghastly Death Watches his bloody trade beneath , — The narrow ridge ' s dizzy line , —
With stedfast eye to walk is thine . Where ' er thou turns't thy purpos'd way , With iron arms in firm array , Labour , with all his hardy crew , And Toil , that knows no rest , pursue .
Even Fate , whose adamantine chain All human force assails in vain , Relenting from his stern decree , Yields the triumphant crown to thee . And wizard Danger , from whose sullen howl Starts , chill'd with horror , every soul , Scar'd by the lightning of thine eagle eyes , Low stoops his haughty crest , and shrinks his giant size . T .
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Ode To Fortitude.
ODE TO FORTITUDE .
NYMPH of the rock , alike serene , Whether the golden Eye of day Beam on the elarth his cheerful ray , And gild with living light the scene ; Or if black storms and whirlwinds howl , If deep-ton'd thunders shake the pole , If meteors dart their' glare around ,
And lightnings fire the blasted ground : In such an hour of wild affright , That stuns the ear , appals the sight , When all Creation shrinks aghast , As if Destruction wing'd the blast , Undaunted does thy soul the shock sustain ,
JJor reck the whirlwind's howl , or thunder-blasted plain-For thee her adamantine shield Does lieav ' n-descended Virtue wield : 'Tis thus thou hear ' st , witljout dismay , The din of arms and discord bray ; The tiger yell , the lion roar ,
That scour the tainted plain for gore . On rocks , that beetle o ' er the deep , Where yawn the jaws of Ruin steep , O'er ravening gulphs , where ghastly Death Watches his bloody trade beneath , — The narrow ridge ' s dizzy line , —
With stedfast eye to walk is thine . Where ' er thou turns't thy purpos'd way , With iron arms in firm array , Labour , with all his hardy crew , And Toil , that knows no rest , pursue .
Even Fate , whose adamantine chain All human force assails in vain , Relenting from his stern decree , Yields the triumphant crown to thee . And wizard Danger , from whose sullen howl Starts , chill'd with horror , every soul , Scar'd by the lightning of thine eagle eyes , Low stoops his haughty crest , and shrinks his giant size . T .