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Beyond the billows back-draught, much I 
Joig’d, 
Borne in a ftate of f{weon upon my fhoulder, 
‘The afn-pale Ariadne in a teniple 
Which overlook’d the climbing wavesof foam. 
Slowly Pofeidon’s anger had abated. 
Firit of the ftars through the difparting clouds 
Shone forth the crown: fhouting, the failors 
hail’d 
Its white and welcome ray, foreboding calm 5 
find foon to their A®olian caves the winds 
Wrere flunk once more—in fkies ferenely blue 
The day-break climb’d aloof——the trickiing 
brine [ groves 
.Goz"d from the glittering rock, and the {till 
Shining in moifture, woe’d the golden dawn. 
Dusing the ftorm we had thrown overboard 
Onux ftoreof food. I bade the young men fetch 
Oat of our ihip our bows and arrows, lest 
All the old men, the rowers, and Konnides, 
‘To guard the veflel and the women, went 
To ‘roam the foreftt and brought down much 
game. 
it was Lyeus holiday. The grove, 
We hear, to him was facred. Menades, 
Mad with new wine, their ted cheeks {mear’d 
with lees, 
Hurling in air their ivy-girded {pears, 
Roaring defiance, came in angry crouds 
‘Fo punifh our profanenefs. Wilaly favage, 
‘They {mote with ftones the ftragglers of our 
"party 5 [ pliant, 
3 pluck’d a branch, and, as befeems the tup- 
Wav'd it in fign of parley, while my friends 
CotleGted clofer. I began to tell 
The tale of my diftrefs. Their fottening 
hearts, 
Like flowers unclofing to the warmer noon, 
Appear’d to heed my prayer, when a fierce 
prick, 
His boly garments torn, his face on fire, 
Came running toward us breathlefs—Stone 
them all, [ fhriek’d, 
The mifcreants, fpare them not, his anger 
‘The other pirates have profan’d the temple— 
Have borne on board the oferings of the people; 
Onarus” life is threaten’d—your high prieft. 
Anew began the ftorm of drunken wrath. 
Stones flew. Clubs clatter’d. Glittering 
{pears prefs’d.on: [them, 
And the wine-dropping ivy, that inwreath’d 
Wis ftain’d with Grecian blood. Our gather’d 
band Ns 
With flow but backward footfteps to the fea 
From thickening crouds retreated—with their 
arrows, 
While yet thefe lafted, ftaying the rafh onfet 
Of the more forward. Near our fhip, now 
launchd, 
Konnides with fome few awaited me. 
Scon, fexclaim’d, Athenians, comes our turn. 
Sake weapons, well chaftize the barbarous 
croud. f 
Be not forafh, he faid, time fcarce remains 
For flight. ‘Thy friend Pirithous isno more. 
He fought for Ariadne until Vcath. 
Onarus, the barbarian king or pried, 
Original Poetry. 
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Camie to the temple, faw the beauteous ftranger, 
With well-arm’d hundreds fore’d her from our 
- hands— 
She fank a viétim at Lyzus’ altar: 
Afk not—zway—to thee fhe’s loft for ever. 
I will have vengeance. * Half thy friends . 
have falien.” [ madnefs.”” 
Give me my weapons. It were fruitlefs 
The old man won on them to drag their leader 
From Naxos unreveng’d: he yet will bear 
His living anger to the accurfed fhore ; 
Qn the dear fpot, where Ariadne vanith'd, 
Slay to her fhade a hecatomb of men, 
And from the jaws of Hades afk again 
Fhe brave Pirithous fallen for his friend. 
Pirithous—-Ariadne—to the man ‘ 
Who knew and lof you—joy is ever dead. 
Wainly your fpirtts feem’d to haunt my couch, 
Smiling in bloom celeitial !—Ariadne ! 
Thee had Lyzeus felf with keamy hand 
Beckon’d to wali Olympus; prefs’d for thee 
Imrmorta} ne€tar in the cup of gods, 
Girt with a crown of ftars thy thining hair, 
And on thy lips— ftill fhould I grudge his 
prize flights. 
And wail with gnafhing teeth my robb’d de- 
Such dreams Pofeidon fent. Ere we beheld 
Emerging dim the lov’d Acropolis, 
In fign of mourning the black fail was hoifted : 
So with my father AXgeus twas agreed 
When we departed hence. Ah me! his love 
Thought of no forrow but a murder’d fon. . 
Ye know that from the rock whence he 
was gazing 
At the fad fight he fel! 
Not caring to furvive an only fon 
On a rath errand, as he thought, to Crete 
Sent for the people. 
Eborus. Be our A&geus thou, 
Long live our king, thy father’s worthy fon, 
Sent for the people, for the people fav'd. 
Bring here the crown, bindit on Thefeus’ brow, 
Live royal AXgeus fon! live our new king. 
Thefeus. With a great honor, men of 
Athens, ye 
Propofe to adorn me 3; for the crown adorns 
Only the brow, whereon the people place it 5 
And but conceals the head, which heirs its 
brilliance, 
Alas! how often it conceals a head 
Void, feeble, carelefs of each public duty 5 
Lewd, or rapacious, brooding long oppreflions, 
Or ftain’d with crime, and dropping human 
bload. 
Whom it encircles a long curfe purfue, 
If he not holy keep the people’s tights. 
Laws are the bands of citizens: remain 
The laws with ftrength to bind both king 
and fubject ; [ victim, 
He who would climb above them, fall their 
And, like the robber of the defert, find 
No quarter! 
Chorus. Prince, be thou our legal monarch. 
Hail Thefeus king! 
Thefeus. J have not defir’d the crown 3 
But lam glad ye thus to me allot it: [nians, 
More glad than ye fufpect ; tor know Athe- 
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