Calendar: 1848-1849 Page 296

294 THE SCHOOL which may happen through life-in pain in sorrow in depres- sion and distress-I will call to mind this accusation and be comforted Turn into Latin Elegiacs Remote from cities lived swain Unvex'd with all the cares of gain His head was silver'd o'er with age And long experience made him sage In summer's heat and winter's cold He fed his flock and penn'd the fold His hours in cheerful labour flew Nor envy nor ambition knew His wisdom and his honest fame Through all the country raised his name Turn into Latin Alcaics Woods that wave o'er Delphi's steep Isles that crown th' iEgean deep Fields that cool Ilissus laves Or where Maeander's amber waves In lingering lab'rinths creep How do your tuneful echoes languish Mute but to the voice of anguish Where each old poetic mountain Inspiration breath'd around Every shade and hallow'd fountain Murmur'd deep solemn sound Till the sad Nine in Greece's evil hour Left their Farnassus for the Latian plains Alike they scorn the pomp of tyrant Fower And coward Vice that revels in her chains When Latium had her lofty spirit lost They sought Ο Albion next thy sea-encircled coast